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d101 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d102 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d103 | The morning sun rose bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d104 | The old Isr'lites knew what it was that they must do | | | | | | | |
d105 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
d106 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
d107 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d108 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d109 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d110 | There is a school on earth begun, Supported [Instructed] by the Holy One | | | | | | | |
d111 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d112 | There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery | | | | | | | |
d113 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d114 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d115 | Through crowds of opposition | | | | | | | |
d116 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d117 | Throughout our Savior's life we trace | | | | | | | |
d118 | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
d119 | 'Tis my desire to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d121 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d122 | What fair one is this from the wilderness | | | | | | | |
d123 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d124 | When Abraham's servant to procure | | | | | | | |
d125 | When Jesus Christ was here below, He taught | | | | | | | |
d126 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d127 | When souls are first converted | | | | | | | |
d128 | When the fierce north wind with his airy forces | | | | | | | |
d129 | When weeping Mary came to seek | | | | | | | |
d130 | While shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
d131 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d132 | Why stand ye here idle, my friends, all the day | | | | | | | |
d133 | With love of pity I look round | | | | | | | |
d134 | Ye blooming youth, I pray give ear | | | | | | | |
d135 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
d136 | Ye objects of sense, and enjoyments of time | | | | | | | |
d137 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
d138 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]