# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d901 | Swift the moments fly away | | | | | | | |
d902 | Take up thy cross, the Savior said, If thou wouldst my disciple be | | | | | | | |
d903 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d904 | Teach us, in time of deep distress, to own thy hand | | | | | | | |
d905 | Teach us, O Lord, aright to plead | | | | | | | |
d906 | Teach us, O Lord, to sing and pray | | | | | | | |
d907 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
d908 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d909 | The best of wisdom is to know | | | | | | | |
d910 | The Bible is a blessed book | | | | | | | |
d911 | The Christian knows his God aright | | | | | | | |
d912 | The church of God believes it right | | | | | | | |
d913 | The cross of Jesus purifies | | | | | | | |
d914 | The day has come, the joyful day, At last the day has come | | | | | | | |
d915 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d916 | The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl | | | | | | | |
d917 | The earth is not our home | | | | | | | |
d918 | The faithless world's promiscuous flow | | | | | | | |
d919 | The gloomy night of sadness | | | | | | | |
d920 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d921 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d922 | The God of nature and of grace | | | | | | | |
d923 | The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave | | | | | | | |
d924 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d925 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d926 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
d927 | The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair | | | | | | | |
d928 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
d929 | The long lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d930 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
d931 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d932 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear | | | | | | | |
d933 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d934 | The Lord, our God, is full of might; The winds obey | | | | | | | |
d935 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d936 | The Lord, who truly knows the heart | | | | | | | |
d937 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d938 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
d939 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d940 | The pearl that [the] worldlings covet | | | | | | | |
d941 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
d942 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
d943 | The promises I [we] sing which love supreme [sovereign love] once [hath] spoke | | | | | | | |
d944 | The rich memorials of thy grief | | | | | | | |
d945 | The Sabbath school how dear to me | | | | | | | |
d946 | The Sabbath school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d947 | The Sabbath school's a place for prayer | | | | | | | |
d948 | The sacred body of perfectness | | | | | | | |
d949 | The sacred page proclaims abroad | | | | | | | |
d950 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d951 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d952 | The Savior risen today we praise | | | | | | | |
d953 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d954 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d955 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d956 | The sun that lights the world shall fade | | | | | | | |
d957 | The time is short the season near | | | | | | | |
d958 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
d959 | The truth of God shall still endure | | | | | | | |
d960 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d961 | The wanderer no more will roam | | | | | | | |
d962 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d963 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d964 | Thee will we praise, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d965 | There is a dark and silent home | | | | | | | |
d966 | There is a dwelling house above | | | | | | | |
d967 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d968 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d969 | There is a God who rules on hi | | | | | | | |
d970 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d971 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d972 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d973 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
d974 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d975 | There is a land, like Eden fair | | | | | | | |
d976 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d977 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d978 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d979 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
d980 | There is a school on earth begun, Supported [Instructed] by the Holy One | | | | | | | |
d981 | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d982 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
d983 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d984 | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
d985 | There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth | | | | | | | |
d986 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d987 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d988 | This Bethel, now, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d989 | This book of books I'd rather own | | | | | | | |
d990 | This day belongs to God alone | | | | | | | |
d991 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
d992 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d993 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d994 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
d995 | This life is but a summer's day | | | | | | | |
d996 | This new built Bethel now is done | | | | | | | |
d997 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d998 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d999 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d1000 | Thou didst, O mighty God, exist | | | | | | | |