# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Praise God the Father, heavenly light | | | | | | | |
d102 | Salem's bright King Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
d103 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d104 | See a poor sinner, dearest [gracious] Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his God | | | | | | | |
d106 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d107 | Sure this earth's a scene of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d108 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d109 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d110 | The glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d111 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d112 | The gospel ship is sailing by | | | | | | | |
d113 | The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets | | | | | | | |
d114 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d115 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
d116 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d117 | The wondering world enquires [inquires] to know | | | | | | | |
d118 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d119 | There is a holy city | | | | | | | |
d120 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d121 | There is a school on earth begun, Supported [Instructed] by the Holy One | | | | | | | |
d122 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d123 | This day our souls have caught new fire | | | | | | | |
d124 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d125 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d126 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d127 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
d128 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d129 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
d130 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d131 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d132 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
d133 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
d134 | When my Savior Shepherd is near | | | | | | | |
d135 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d136 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d137 | Where, saith [said] the mourner, is this [the] Christ | | | | | | | |
d138 | While sacred thoughts employ my mind | | | | | | | |
d139 | Why should we be affrighted, at pestilence | | | | | | | |
d140 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
d141 | Ye saints of God, of every name | | | | | | | |
d142 | Ye sons of the main, ye that [who] sail o'er the flood | | | | | | | |
d143 | Ye sons of war I pray draw near | | | | | | | |
d144 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]