# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My Savior stands [waiting] and knocks at the door | | | | | | | |
d102 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d103 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d104 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d105 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d106 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d107 | O Lord, young martyrs, brave and true | | | | | | | |
d108 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d109 | O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude | | | | | | | |
d110 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d111 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d112 | O won't you be a Christian | | | | | | | |
d113 | O Word of God incarnate | | | | | | | |
d114 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d115 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
d116 | Once was heard the songs of children | | | | | | | |
d117 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d118 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d119 | Peacefully lay her down to rest | | | | | | | |
d120 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d121 | Put on, put on, your best array | | | | | | | |
d122 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
d123 | Rest of the weary, joy of [to] the sad [soul] | | | | | | | |
d124 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d125 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d126 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d127 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d128 | Savior, blessed Savior, listen while we sing | | | | | | | |
d129 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d130 | Savior, source of every blessing, tune my heart to grateful lays | | | | | | | |
d131 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d132 | Saw you never in the twilight When the sun | | | | | | | |
d133 | See the Conqueror mount [mounts] in triumph | | | | | | | |
d134 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d135 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d136 | Sitting at the feet of Jesus, O what words | | | | | | | |
d137 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d138 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d139 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d140 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d141 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d142 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d143 | Sweet the Sabbath morning | | | | | | | |
d144 | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
d145 | The city's hum was hushed and still | | | | | | | |
d146 | The fields bedecked with flowers | | | | | | | |
d147 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d148 | The Master is coming, he calleth for thee | | | | | | | |
d149 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d150 | The shadow of the Rock, Stay, pilgrim, stay | | | | | | | |
d151 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d152 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d153 | The strain upraise of joy and praise Alleluia | | | | | | | |
d154 | The valleys and the mountains | | | | | | | |
d155 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d156 | The wise may bring their learning | | | | | | | |
d157 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d158 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d159 | There's a home of joy unfading | | | | | | | |
d160 | Those eternal bowers man hath never trod | | | | | | | |
d161 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d162 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d163 | Thou that [who] once on [by] mother's knee | | | | | | | |
d164 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d165 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d166 | Through the day so rosy bright | | | | | | | |
d167 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d168 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
d169 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d170 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d171 | We praise thee, we bless thee, our Father and Friend | | | | | | | |
d172 | What shall I do with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d173 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d174 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d175 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d176 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d177 | When of old the Jewish mothers | | | | | | | |
d178 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d179 | Who is he in yonder stall | | | | | | | |
d180 | Wonderful night [wonderful night]! Angels and shining immortals | | | | | | | |
d181 | Words are things of little cost, quickly spoken, quickly lost | | | | | | | |
d182 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d183 | Ye angels in glory | | | | | | | |