# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Shine on our souls, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d302 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d303 | Sleep, sleep today, tormenting cares | | | | | | | |
d304 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d305 | Soft are the fruitful showers | | | | | | | |
d306 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d307 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d308 | Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the | | | | | | | |
d309 | Soon as my infant [youthful] lips can speak [lisp] | | | | | | | |
d310 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
d311 | Spirit of peace, who as a dove | | | | | | | |
d312 | Supreme and universal light | | | | | | | |
d313 | Sure, to the mansions of the blest | | | | | | | |
d314 | Sweet is the task, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d315 | Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
d316 | Teach me, O teach me, Lord, thy way | | | | | | | |
d317 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d318 | That solemn hour will soon appear | | | | | | | |
d319 | The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul | | | | | | | |
d320 | The festal morn, my God, is come | | | | | | | |
d321 | The flowers of the field, that quickly fade | | | | | | | |
d322 | The gift indulgent heaven bestows | | | | | | | |
d323 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
d324 | The God of heaven is pleased to see | | | | | | | |
d325 | The great and blessed God | | | | | | | |
d326 | The Lord is in his holy place | | | | | | | |
d327 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d328 | The Lord is risen indeed, And are the tidings true | | | | | | | |
d329 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d330 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d331 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d332 | The soaring lark proclaims the dawn | | | | | | | |
d333 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d334 | The stars are shining over head | | | | | | | |
d335 | The sun hath [has] gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d336 | The swift declining day | | | | | | | |
d337 | The time draws near when every soul | | | | | | | |
d338 | The traveller lost in night | | | | | | | |
d339 | The uplifted eye and bended knee | | | | | | | |
d340 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d341 | There is a flower, a holy one | | | | | | | |
d342 | There is a glorious world on high | | | | | | | |
d343 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d344 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d345 | There is a time when moments flow | | | | | | | |
d346 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d347 | There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d348 | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
d349 | There was joy in heaven | | | | | | | |
d350 | This child we dedicate to thee | | | | | | | |
d351 | This is the first and great command | | | | | | | |
d352 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d353 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d354 | Thou, Lord, through every changing scene | | | | | | | |
d355 | Thou, my ever bounteous God | | | | | | | |
d356 | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
d357 | Through all the dangers of the night | | | | | | | |
d358 | Through all the various [varying] shifting [passing] scene | | | | | | | |
d359 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
d360 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d361 | Thy conscience be thy crown | | | | | | | |
d362 | Thy favor, gracious Lord, impart | | | | | | | |
d363 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
d364 | Thy gracious aid, O [great] Lord [God] impart | | | | | | | |
d365 | Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound | | | | | | | |
d366 | Thy presence, everlasting [ever living] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d367 | Time by moments steals away | | | | | | | |
d368 | Time, time, how few thy value weigh | | | | | | | |
d369 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d370 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | | | |
d371 | To prayer, to prayer, for the morning breaks | | | | | | | |
d372 | To thee, my God, my days are known | | | | | | | |
d373 | To thee, O God, we homage pay | | | | | | | |
d374 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d375 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d376 | Transporting tidings which we hear | | | | | | | |
d377 | Triumphant Lord, thy goodness reigns | | | | | | | |
d378 | Unite my roving [rising] thoughts unite | | | | | | | |
d379 | Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing] | | | | | | | |
d380 | Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, the eternal hills beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d381 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d382 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d383 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn [dawn] | | | | | | | |
d384 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d385 | We bless thee for this sacred day | | | | | | | |
d386 | We come in childhood's innocence | | | | | | | |
d387 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d388 | We sing thy mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
d389 | Weak and irresolute is man | | | | | | | |
d390 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d391 | Welcome, welcome, quiet morning | | | | | | | |
d392 | What is the chaff, the word of man | | | | | | | |
d393 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d394 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
d395 | When home I seek, and sweet repose | | | | | | | |
d396 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d397 | When I with curious eyes survey | | | | | | | |
d398 | When I with pleasing wonder stand | | | | | | | |
d399 | When Isr'l, of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
d400 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |