# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d102 | My soul is safely anchored | | | | | | | |
d103 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d104 | Nearer the cross of Jesus Ever let me be | | | | | | | |
d105 | Now I have found a friend | | | | | | | |
d106 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d107 | O reflect the light divine | | | | | | | |
d108 | O the light from the bright world above me | | | | | | | |
d109 | O the night of time soon shall pass away | | | | | | | |
d110 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d111 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d112 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
d113 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d114 | Peace like a river, it floweth so free | | | | | | | |
d115 | Peace on earth, good will to men | | | | | | | |
d116 | Peacefully lay her [him] down to rest; Place the turf | | | | | | | |
d117 | Rally to the standard | | | | | | | |
d118 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d119 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d120 | See, the morn is brightening in the eastern skies | | | | | | | |
d121 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d122 | Sheltered in the Rock of Ages, safe when storm | | | | | | | |
d123 | Sing praise, the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
d124 | Sing to the Lord of harvest | | | | | | | |
d125 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d126 | Standing on the great King's highway | | | | | | | |
d127 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d128 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d129 | Sweet is the promise faith sees enrolled | | | | | | | |
d130 | Sweet rest that in heaven alone can be found | | | | | | | |
d131 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d132 | Take my hand and lead me, Father | | | | | | | |
d133 | Tell it to Jesus, all of thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
d134 | The children long ago Sang hosannas | | | | | | | |
d135 | The morning kindles all the sky, the heavens resound | | | | | | | |
d136 | The river of life in a beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d137 | The Savior invites you poor wanderer | | | | | | | |
d138 | The way to heaven is narrow | | | | | | | |
d139 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d140 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d141 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d142 | There is joy in heaven among the angels | | | | | | | |
d143 | There's a beautiful land immortal | | | | | | | |
d144 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d145 | There's a light that is shining above us | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
d147 | Thine forever, Lord of life | | | | | | | |
d148 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d149 | Though deeper than the deepest well | | | | | | | |
d150 | Through the world we're traveling | | | | | | | |
d151 | Thy love to me, O Christ | | | | | | | |
d152 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d153 | 'Tis the harvest time, 'tis the harvest time | | | | | | | |
d154 | To thee we sing, our glorious King | | | | | | | |
d155 | Today repeat the story | | | | | | | |
d156 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d157 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d158 | We are busy little workers | | | | | | | |
d159 | We are little travelers Through the world | | | | | | | |
d160 | We are sowing in our sadness | | | | | | | |
d161 | We come to worship thee, O holy one | | | | | | | |
d162 | We gather in the Sabbath [Sunday] school | | | | | | | |
d163 | We shall be like him, the promise is sure | | | | | | | |
d164 | We sing of Christ our Savior | | | | | | | |
d165 | We wait for thy coming delayed | | | | | | | |
d166 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d167 | We're a band of happy children, In a world of sin | | | | | | | |
d168 | We're coming to work for the Master | | | | | | | |
d169 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d170 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d171 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d172 | When the time of God's grace shall be past | | | | | | | |
d173 | When the world is busy round me | | | | | | | |
d174 | When we grow weary and the way looks dark | | | | | | | |
d175 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d176 | Who will labor for the Master, who will hear | | | | | | | |
d177 | Who'll be ready for the harvest | | | | | | | |
d178 | Will they meet us, cheer, and greet us | | | | | | | |
d179 | Wonderful tidings the angels are telling | | | | | | | |
d180 | Wonderful words of Jesus Such as man never spake | | | | | | | |
d181 | Would you know the love of Jesus, Would you cast on him | | | | | | | |
d182 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |