# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | Night with ebon pinion brooded o'er the vale | | | | | | | |
d103 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d104 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d105 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d106 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d107 | O how precious is the promise | | | | | | | |
d108 | O Lord, I would be thine | | | | | | | |
d109 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
d110 | O thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d111 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d112 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d113 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d114 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d115 | On what are you building, my brother | | | | | | | |
d116 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d117 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
d118 | Our homes on the earth | | | | | | | |
d119 | Out of sadness into gladness | | | | | | | |
d120 | Over Jordan we shall meet | | | | | | | |
d121 | Praise the Lord, his glories [glory] show | | | | | | | |
d122 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d123 | Purer in heart, O God, Help me to be | | | | | | | |
d124 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d125 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d126 | Rise, glorious Conqueror [leader], rise | | | | | | | |
d127 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d128 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d129 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
d130 | Shadows are hovering | | | | | | | |
d131 | She loved her Savior | | | | | | | |
d132 | Shout the tidings of salvation to the aged and the young | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sinner, hear the invitation sent in mercy | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d136 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d137 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d138 | Soon the evening shadows falling | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sound, sound the truth [news] abroad | | | | | | | |
d140 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d141 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d142 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d143 | The Father has welcome for all | | | | | | | |
d144 | The kingdom of earth pass away | | | | | | | |
d145 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thee, we adore, eternal [O gracious] Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d147 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d149 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is a song whose words express | | | | | | | |
d151 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
d152 | Thou art our Shepherd, gracious [glorious] Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d153 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d154 | Though the tempest gather | | | | | | | |
d155 | Though the upward path is narrow | | | | | | | |
d156 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d157 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d158 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d159 | To God, the only wise, in every | | | | | | | |
d160 | To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men | | | | | | | |
d161 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d162 | To thee, my heart, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d163 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d164 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d165 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
d166 | Unto the Rock that is higher | | | | | | | |
d167 | We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
d168 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d169 | We shall reach the river side | | | | | | | |
d170 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d171 | Weak and sinful though I be | | | | | | | |
d172 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d173 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d174 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
d175 | When chilling shadows thickly fall | | | | | | | |
d176 | When earthly things have ceased to be | | | | | | | |
d177 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d178 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d179 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
d180 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d181 | Where life's [the] crystal stream doth flow | | | | | | | |
d182 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d183 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d184 | Within his gates what blessing | | | | | | | |
d185 | Within the holy book of life | | | | | | | |
d186 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d187 | Yes, for me, for me He careth | | | | | | | |