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d801 | Sinners, approach your dying Lord | | | | | | | |
d802 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d803 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d804 | Soft are the fruitful showers | | | | | | | |
d805 | Son of God thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
d806 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d807 | Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the | | | | | | | |
d808 | Soon I must [shall] hear the solemn call | | | | | | | |
d809 | Sovereign of worlds, display thy power | | | | | | | |
d810 | Spirit of peace and holiness | | | | | | | |
d811 | Spirit of power and might, behold | | | | | | | |
d812 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
d813 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d814 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d815 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d816 | Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains | | | | | | | |
d817 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d818 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
d819 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
d820 | Sure there's a righteous God | | | | | | | |
d821 | Sweet are the gifts which [that] gracious heaven, On true believers pour | | | | | | | |
d822 | Sweet glories rush [burst] upon my sight | | | | | | | |
d823 | Sweet is the last, the parting ray | | | | | | | |
d824 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
d825 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d826 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d827 | Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
d828 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d829 | Sweet were the cheering words | | | | | | | |
d830 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
d831 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
d832 | Tell us, wanderer, wildly roving | | | | | | | |
d833 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d834 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d835 | That once loved form now cold | | | | | | | |
d836 | The angel comes, he comes to reap | | | | | | | |
d837 | The atoning work is done, The Victim's blood is shed | | | | | | | |
d838 | The Bible is justly esteemed | | | | | | | |
d839 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
d840 | The book of nature open lies | | | | | | | |
d841 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d842 | The festal morn, my God, is come | | | | | | | |
d843 | The giddy world, with flattering tongue | | | | | | | |
d844 | The gloomy night had gathered o'er | | | | | | | |
d845 | The gloomy night of sadness | | | | | | | |
d846 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
d847 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
d848 | The God of mercy be adored | | | | | | | |
d849 | The God of nature and of grace | | | | | | | |
d850 | The grave is near the cradle seen | | | | | | | |
d851 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
d852 | The haughty sinner I have seen | | | | | | | |
d853 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d854 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d855 | The joyful morn, my God, is come | | | | | | | |
d856 | The King of saints, how fair his face | | | | | | | |
d857 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
d858 | The lillies of the field, that quickly fade away | | | | | | | |
d859 | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways | | | | | | | |
d860 | The Lord in Zion placed his name | | | | | | | |
d861 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d862 | The Lord is risen indeed; Now [Then] is his work performed | | | | | | | |
d863 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d864 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d865 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d866 | The Lord of earth and sky, The God of ages praise | | | | | | | |
d867 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
d868 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d869 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d870 | The majesty of Solomon, how glorious to behold | | | | | | | |
d871 | The mind was formed to mount sublime | | | | | | | |
d872 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | | | |
d873 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d874 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d875 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
d876 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
d877 | The promise of my father's love | | | | | | | |
d878 | The saints who now in Jesus sleep | | | | | | | |
d879 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d880 | The Savior kindly calls Our children | | | | | | | |
d881 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d882 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d883 | The Spirit breathes upon the Word | | | | | | | |
d884 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d885 | The standard of King Jesus | | | | | | | |
d886 | The sun is set the day is closed | | | | | | | |
d887 | The time soon is coming by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
d888 | The trumpet the trumpet the dead have all heard | | | | | | | |
d889 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d890 | The winter past reviving flowers | | | | | | | |
d891 | The world from Christians are apart | | | | | | | |
d892 | The world their fancied pearl may crave | | | | | | | |
d893 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d894 | Thee will I love, my Strength [Lord] [Shield], [my] [and] Tower | | | | | | | |
d895 | There is a calm for those who [that] weep | | | | | | | |
d896 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d897 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
d898 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d899 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d900 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |