The Book of Worship

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d501The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come
d502The time draws nigh when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend
d503The voice of free grace cries escape
d504The whole creation groans and waits
d505The Word is made incarnate
d506The world looks very beautiful
d507Their hearts shall not be moved
d508There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d509There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d510There is a holy city
d511There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d512There is an hour of peaceful rest
d513There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven
d514There's a cry from Macedonia
d515They who seek the throne of grace
d516Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love
d517This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d518Thou art my hiding place, O Lord
d519Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d520Thou hidden source of calm repose
d521Thou, Lord, of all the parent art
d522Thou, O Lord, in tender love
d523Thou very present Aid
d524Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard
d525Though now the nations sit beneath
d526Though waves and storms go o'er my head
d527Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d528Through endless years thou art the same
d529Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior]
d530Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on
d531Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare
d532Thy will be done, I will not fear
d533'Tis not that I did choose thee
d534'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures
d535To bless thy chosen race, in mercy, Lord, incline
d536To God, in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice
d537To God the only wise, our Savior and our King
d538To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song
d539To us a Child of hope is born
d540Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come
d541Triumphant Zion, lift thy head
d542Try us, O God, and search the ground
d543Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb
d544Upward I lift mine [my] eyes
d545Vainly through night's weary [lonely] hours
d546Wake the song of jubilee
d547We are little Christian children
d548We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord
d549We are out on the ocean sailing
d550We love Thee, Lord, because when we
d551We seek a rest beyond [above] the skies
d552We speak of the realms of the blest
d553We wait in faith, in prayer we wait
d554We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth
d555Weary of wandering from my God
d556Weary sinner, keep thine eyes
d557Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d558Welcome, sweet day of rest
d559We'll try to be like Jesus
d560What are these in bright array
d561What equal honors shall we bring
d562What sinners value, I resign
d563What though no buds [flowers] the fig tree bear [clothe]
d564When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d565When gathering clouds [storms] around I view
d566When, his salvation bringing [sending]
d567When human hopes all wither
d568When I can read my title clear
d569When I can trust my all with God
d570When I survey the wondrous cross
d571When languor and disease invade
d572When man grows bold in sin
d573When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d574When, my Savior, shall I be
d575When overwhelmed with grief
d576When rising from the bed of death
d577When shall the voice of singing flow
d578When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever
d579When sins and fears prevailing rise
d580When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies
d581When this passing world is done
d582Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near
d583While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night
d584While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d585While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d586While yet the life proclaiming word
d587Whither, O whither should [shall] I fly
d588Who came from heaven to ransom me
d589Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over]
d590Who was in the [a] manger laid
d591Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d592Why should the children of a King
d593With broken heart and contrite sigh
d594With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d595With my substance I will honor my Redeemer
d596With tearful eyes I look around
d597Ye that [who] in his [these] courts are found
d598Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints

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