The American Tune Book (Carmina Sacra, enlarged)

#	Text	Tune
d401	There is a stream whose gentle flow
d402	There is an hour of hallowed peace
d403	There is an hour of peaceful rest
d404	There was joy in heaven
d405	There's rest in the grave
d406	Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love
d407	This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d408	Those heavenly songs, O sing them still
d409	Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d410	Thou art my portion, O my God
d411	Thou art the everlasting Son
d412	Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d413	Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
d414	Thou, Jehovah, God o'er all
d415	Thou seest my feebleness, Jesus
d416	Though dark and stormy is the day
d417	Though often here we're weary, There is sweet rest above
d418	Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d419	Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road]
d420	Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on
d421	Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess
d422	Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound
d423	Thy name be hallowed evermore
d424	'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand
d425	'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d426	To bless thy chosen race, in mercy, Lord, incline
d427	To God, our strength, your voice aloud
d428	To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men
d429	To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope
d430	To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl
d431	To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song
d432	To thee, my righteous King and Lord
d433	To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb]
d434	To thy pastures fair and large
d435	To us a Child of hope is born
d436	Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come
d437	Tossed no more on life's rough billow
d438	Triumphant Zion, lift thy head
d439	'Twas in the watches of the night
d440	Unshaken as the sacred hill [hills] and fixed as mountains stand
d441	Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb
d442	Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will
d443	Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn [dawn]
d444	Wake the song of jubilee
d445	Watchman, tell me, does the morning
d446	Watchman, tell us of the night
d447	We all, O Lord, have gone astray
d448	We bless the Lord, the just, the [and] good Who fills our
d449	We close the sacred day
d450	We love thy holy temple, Lord
d451	Weary sinner, keep thine eyes
d452	Weep not, Jesus lives on high
d453	Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d454	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d455	What glory gilds the sacred page
d456	What shall I render to my God
d457	What sinners value, I resign
d458	When God revealed his gracious name
d459	When grief and anguish press me down
d460	When hope is low, and faith is weak
d461	When I can read my title clear
d462	When shall the voice of singing flow
d463	When verdure clothes [robes] the fertile vale
d464	When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest
d465	Where now are they, the cherished friends
d466	Where shall we go to seek and find
d467	While life prolongs its precious light
d468	While life's dark maze I tread
d469	While my Redeemer's near
d470	While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night
d471	While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d472	While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d473	Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array
d474	Who can describe the joys that rise
d475	Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over]
d476	Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place
d477	Whom have we, Lord, in heaven but thee
d478	Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d479	Why, on the bending willows hung
d480	Why should I fear the darkest hour
d481	With humble heart and tongue, my God
d482	With joy we hail the sacred day
d483	With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d484	With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear
d485	Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours
d486	Ye boundless realms of joy
d487	Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim
d488	Ye dying sons of men
d489	Ye earthly vanities, depart
d490	Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu]
d491	Ye trembling captives, hear The gospel trumpet sounds
d492	Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears
d493	Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast
d494	Ye youthful hearts, with vigor warm
d495	Yes, I will bless thee, O my God
d496	Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead
d497	Yes, there are joys that cannot die
d498	Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints
d499	Zion, awake, thy strength renew