# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Once each day was dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
d102 | Once my path was lonely, I was sad and dreary | | | | | | | |
d103 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d104 | Open the windows of heaven, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | Our lamps are gone out | | | | | | | |
d106 | Out of the darkness and into the light | | | | | | | |
d107 | Out on life's highway are many today | | | | | | | |
d108 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d109 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
d110 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d111 | Precious memories, unseen angels sent from | | | | | | | |
d112 | Prepare ye the way of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d113 | Pretty shining little star | | | | | | | |
d114 | Riches of earth I may not see | | | | | | | |
d115 | Rock me to sleep in the bosom of God | | | | | | | |
d116 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d117 | Savior, lead me, lest I stray, gently lead | | | | | | | |
d118 | Seeking the lost one now that is straying | | | | | | | |
d119 | Singing the gospel o'er all of the land | | | | | | | |
d120 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d121 | Some day the journey will be done | | | | | | | |
d122 | Some sweet day we'll meet above | | | | | | | |
d123 | Some sweet day when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
d124 | Songs of praise resounding | | | | | | | |
d125 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d126 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d127 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d128 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d129 | Step out upon the word of Christ | | | | | | | |
d130 | Swiftly the seasons are passing along | | | | | | | |
d131 | The battle with sin is now raging | | | | | | | |
d132 | The blessed Bible long hath stood | | | | | | | |
d133 | The blind, the lame and halt are found | | | | | | | |
d134 | The day when the kingdom I entered | | | | | | | |
d135 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d136 | The Savior has a feast prepared for you | | | | | | | |
d137 | There is a land of pure delight, where we shall be gathered by and by | | | | | | | |
d138 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d139 | There is never a stream that I have to cross | | | | | | | |
d140 | There is pure and perfect cleansing | | | | | | | |
d141 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
d142 | There's a dear and precious book | | | | | | | |
d143 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d144 | There's a precious fountain flowing | | | | | | | |
d145 | There's a sacred calm and sweetness | | | | | | | |
d146 | There's a song in my heart, and its meaning | | | | | | | |
d147 | They are gathering home from the east and west | | | | | | | |
d148 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d149 | To a glory land on a peaceful strand | | | | | | | |
d150 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d151 | Travel the highways, go the lone byways | | | | | | | |
d152 | Unanswered yet, the prayer your lips have pleaded | | | | | | | |
d153 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d154 | We are busy little reapers | | | | | | | |
d155 | We are juniors, and Jesus is our King | | | | | | | |
d156 | We are little reapers, toiling | | | | | | | |
d157 | We are travelers on the Lord's highway | | | | | | | |
d158 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d159 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d160 | We sail or we drift, on life's ocean so wide | | | | | | | |
d161 | We will walk and talk with Jesus by the way | | | | | | | |
d162 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d163 | What a song of joy on that great eternal | | | | | | | |
d164 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d165 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d166 | When in the time of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d167 | When my final farewell to the world I have said | | | | | | | |
d168 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
d169 | When my pilgrimage here shall have ended | | | | | | | |
d170 | When o'er life's ocean the boisterous waves | | | | | | | |
d171 | When our loads are pressing | | | | | | | |
d172 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d173 | When Phillip discovered the Christ | | | | | | | |
d174 | When we meet 'tis but to sever | | | | | | | |
d175 | While fighting for my [the] Savior here | | | | | | | |
d176 | Who takes away my guilt and sin | | | | | | | |
d177 | Why should cares overtake me | | | | | | | |
d178 | Wonderful, wonderful Jesus bore Calvary's cross for me | | | | | | | |
d179 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |