# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d102 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d103 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d104 | O hast thou ne'er heard of the beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d105 | O let us awake to our duty | | | | | | | |
d106 | O praise the Lord, for he is God | | | | | | | |
d107 | O say who is he | | | | | | | |
d108 | O that I could repent | | | | | | | |
d109 | O we are the reapers that garner in the sheaves of the good | | | | | | | |
d110 | O we are youthful soldiers | | | | | | | |
d111 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d112 | One by one we are crossing the river | | | | | | | |
d113 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d114 | Ringing, sweetly ringing, the cheerful Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d115 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d116 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d117 | Savior, while thy servants meet | | | | | | | |
d118 | Say, little soldiers, who fight for the true | | | | | | | |
d119 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d120 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d121 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d122 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d123 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d124 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d125 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d126 | Still let us keep the end in mind | | | | | | | |
d127 | Strike, strike for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d128 | Sweet is the promise faith sees enrolled | | | | | | | |
d129 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d130 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d131 | Swell the songs of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
d132 | The bells, the bells, the Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d133 | The Judge of all shall soon come down | | | | | | | |
d134 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d135 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d136 | The skies are fair, and the sun shines bright | | | | | | | |
d137 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d138 | There is a land, a sunny land | | | | | | | |
d139 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d140 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d141 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d142 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d143 | Through the valley of the shadow I must go | | | | | | | |
d144 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d145 | Wake, sleepers wake | | | | | | | |
d146 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
d147 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d148 | We are marching onward to our home on high | | | | | | | |
d149 | We are marching to the kingdom | | | | | | | |
d150 | We must toil in the heat of the day | | | | | | | |
d151 | We shall meet on the strand | | | | | | | |
d152 | Weep, little children, weep | | | | | | | |
d153 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d154 | We've listed in a [the] holy war | | | | | | | |
d155 | What is life, 'tis but [all] a vapor | | | | | | | |
d156 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d157 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d158 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d159 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d160 | When life's labor song is sung | | | | | | | |
d161 | When our work is ended, we shall sweetly rest | | | | | | | |
d162 | When the blessed Savior walked on earth below | | | | | | | |
d163 | When we list to the chime | | | | | | | |
d164 | Where shall the good children go when they die | | | | | | | |
d165 | Where the jasper walls are beaming, Where the pearly gates | | | | | | | |
d166 | Who is he in yonder stall | | | | | | | |
d167 | Who will meet me when I die | | | | | | | |
d168 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d169 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d170 | Work for Jesus, work today | | | | | | | |
d171 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d172 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |