# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d202 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
d203 | Praise, O praise our God and King | | | | | | | |
d204 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d205 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d206 | Rejoice, ye pure in heart | | | | | | | |
d207 | Ring the joybells, Christ is risen | | | | | | | |
d208 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d209 | Sadly bend the flowers in the heavy rain | | | | | | | |
d210 | Saints of God the dawn is brightening | | | | | | | |
d211 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d212 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d213 | Savior, now the day is ending | | | | | | | |
d214 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d215 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d216 | Savior, while my heart is tender, I would yield that heart to Thee | | | | | | | |
d217 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d218 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d219 | Shepherd sweet and fair, and holy | | | | | | | |
d220 | Sing a hymn to Jesus, when the heart is faint | | | | | | | |
d221 | Sing to the Lord a joyful song, lift up your hearts | | | | | | | |
d222 | Singing for Jesus, our Savior and King | | | | | | | |
d223 | Sinners Jesus will receive | | | | | | | |
d224 | Soldiers, true and faithful, hear the trumpets call | | | | | | | |
d225 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d226 | Souls of men, why will ye scatter | | | | | | | |
d227 | Spirit blest, Who art [are] adored | | | | | | | |
d228 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d229 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
d230 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d231 | Sweetly dawns the Sabbath morning | | | | | | | |
d232 | Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment | | | | | | | |
d233 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d234 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
d235 | The Day of Resurection | | | | | | | |
d236 | The glory of the spring, how sweet | | | | | | | |
d237 | The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born | | | | | | | |
d238 | The joyful morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
d239 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d240 | The Lord be with us as we bend | | | | | | | |
d241 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d242 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d243 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
d244 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d245 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d246 | The springtide hour brings leaf and flower | | | | | | | |
d247 | The world looks very beautiful | | | | | | | |
d248 | There came a little Child to earth, Long ago | | | | | | | |
d249 | There came three kings, ere break of day | | | | | | | |
d250 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d251 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d252 | There is a home where angels dwell | | | | | | | |
d253 | There is an eye that never | | | | | | | |
d254 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d255 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d256 | This is the day of light | | | | | | | |
d257 | Thou biddest us to seek thee early | | | | | | | |
d258 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d259 | To Christ, our true and only | | | | | | | |
d260 | To thee, O Comforter divine | | | | | | | |
d261 | To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise, in hymns of adoration | | | | | | | |
d262 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d263 | Trustingly, trustingly, Jesus, to thee | | | | | | | |
d264 | Up in heaven, up in heaven, in the bright place far away | | | | | | | |
d265 | Upward where the stars are burning | | | | | | | |
d266 | We are but little children weak | | | | | | | |
d267 | We are soldiers of Christ, who is mighty to save | | | | | | | |
d268 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d269 | We love the good old Bible | | | | | | | |
d270 | We march, we march to victory | | | | | | | |
d271 | We, O Lord, are little pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d272 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d273 | We thank thee, Lord, for this fair earth | | | | | | | |
d274 | We'll bring Him hearts | | | | | | | |
d275 | What shall we sing for Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d276 | When, for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
d277 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d278 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d279 | While the sun is shining brightly in the sky | | | | | | | |
d280 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d281 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
d282 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d283 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |