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d501 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
d502 | The power to bless my house | | | | | | | |
d503 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
d504 | The saints above once here below | | | | | | | |
d505 | The saints who die of Christ possessed | | | | | | | |
d506 | The Savior kindly calls Our children | | | | | | | |
d507 | The Savior lives, no more to die | | | | | | | |
d508 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d509 | The Spirit's voice doth break | | | | | | | |
d510 | The star was bright o'er Bethlehem's plain | | | | | | | |
d511 | The tempest beat against my bark | | | | | | | |
d512 | The year rolls round, and steals away | | | | | | | |
d513 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d514 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d515 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d516 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d517 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d518 | They roam where danger dwells | | | | | | | |
d519 | They, who in riches put their trust | | | | | | | |
d520 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d521 | Think of our country's glory | | | | | | | |
d522 | This day the Lord has [hath] called his own | | | | | | | |
d523 | This, this is he that came | | | | | | | |
d524 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d525 | Thou boastest, I am wise and rich | | | | | | | |
d526 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
d527 | Thou God that answerest by fire | | | | | | | |
d528 | Thou great mysterious God unknown | | | | | | | |
d529 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
d530 | Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
d531 | Thou, Lord, hast blest my going out | | | | | | | |
d532 | Thou Lord of all above | | | | | | | |
d533 | Thou man of griefs, remember me | | | | | | | |
d534 | Thou seest my feebleness, Jesus | | | | | | | |
d535 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
d536 | Thou who hast in Zion laid | | | | | | | |
d537 | Though now the nations sit beneath | | | | | | | |
d538 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d539 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d540 | Thus I resolved before the Lord | | | | | | | |
d541 | Thus saith the Lord, who seek the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d542 | Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain | | | | | | | |
d543 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
d544 | Thy hand, O Lord, hath spread the sky | | | | | | | |
d545 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d546 | Thy perfect law, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d547 | Thy presence, everlasting [ever living] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d548 | Thy presence, Lord, the place shall fill | | | | | | | |
d549 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d550 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d551 | 'Tis finished, the Messiah dies | | | | | | | |
d552 | 'Tis not in yonder starry host | | | | | | | |
d553 | 'Tis now the time of strife and war | | | | | | | |
d554 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d555 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d556 | Too strong I was to conquer sin | | | | | | | |
d557 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d558 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d559 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d560 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
d561 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d562 | We bid thee welcome in the name of Jesus, our exalted | | | | | | | |
d563 | We by his Spirit prove | | | | | | | |
d564 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
d565 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d566 | We need not soar above the skies | | | | | | | |
d567 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d568 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d569 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
d570 | What is our calling's glorious hope | | | | | | | |
d571 | What never speak one evil [idle] word | | | | | | | |
d572 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
d573 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d574 | What though no buds [flowers] the fig tree bear [clothe] | | | | | | | |
d575 | What venerable sight appears | | | | | | | |
d576 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d577 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
d578 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d579 | When Christ, with all his graces crowned | | | | | | | |
d580 | When floating on [o'er] [in] life's troubled sea | | | | | | | |
d581 | When forced to part from those we love | | | | | | | |
d582 | When God is nigh, my [our] faith is strong | | | | | | | |
d583 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d584 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d585 | When in the slippery paths of youth | | | | | | | |
d586 | When injured Arfic's captive [captives] claim | | | | | | | |
d587 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d588 | When shall I see the welcome hour | | | | | | | |
d589 | When the great Judge supreme and just | | | | | | | |
d590 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d591 | When thou O Lord shall [shalt] stand disclosed | | | | | | | |
d592 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
d593 | Where can we hide, or whither fly | | | | | | | |
d594 | Where shall we go to seek and find | | | | | | | |
d595 | Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
d596 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d597 | Whither, O whither should [shall] I fly | | | | | | | |
d598 | Who are these [those] arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
d599 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d600 | Who in the Lord confide | | | | | | | |