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d201 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d202 | Sing of Jesus, sing forever | | | | | | | |
d203 | So near to the kingdom, yet what dost thou lack | | | | | | | |
d204 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d205 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d206 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d207 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d208 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d209 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d210 | Strike, O strike for victory | | | | | | | |
d211 | Strike the harp of Zion | | | | | | | |
d212 | Strike your harps, ye saints in glory | | | | | | | |
d213 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
d214 | Sweet is thy mercy, Lord | | | | | | | |
d215 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d216 | Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment | | | | | | | |
d217 | The Bridegroom comes, Bride of the Lamb, awake | | | | | | | |
d218 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d219 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want; He makes me down to lie | | | | | | | |
d220 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d221 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
d222 | The tribes of faith from all the earth | | | | | | | |
d223 | The way is long and dreary the path is bleak and | | | | | | | |
d224 | The whole wide world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d225 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
d226 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d227 | There is a land immortal, The beautiful of lands | | | | | | | |
d228 | There is a name of sweeter sound | | | | | | | |
d229 | There's a cry from Macedonia | | | | | | | |
d230 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d231 | There's a song that comes from the years | | | | | | | |
d232 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d233 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
d234 | Thou chief among ten thousand | | | | | | | |
d235 | Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us | | | | | | | |
d236 | Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d237 | Thy mercy gates are open wide | | | | | | | |
d238 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d239 | To God on high be thanks and praise, for mercy ceasing never | | | | | | | |
d240 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d241 | To the name of our salvation | | | | | | | |
d242 | Upward where the stars are burning | | | | | | | |
d243 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d244 | We lift our hearty cry, to Thee, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d245 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
d246 | Weary wanderer, stop and listen | | | | | | | |
d247 | We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs | | | | | | | |
d248 | We've listed in a [the] holy war | | | | | | | |
d249 | What a shout was heard | | | | | | | |
d250 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d251 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d252 | When my way is hedged about me | | | | | | | |
d253 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
d254 | Wherefore should our heart be troubled | | | | | | | |
d255 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d256 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d257 | While the sun is shining brightly in the sky | | | | | | | |
d258 | Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going | | | | | | | |
d259 | Who is this that comes from Edom | | | | | | | |
d260 | Why do we say, Thy kingdom come | | | | | | | |
d261 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d262 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d263 | Wonderful love hath God, our Father shown | | | | | | | |
d264 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |