# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | The church of God believes it right | | | | | | | |
d302 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d303 | The God Jehovah reigns, let all the nations fear | | | | | | | |
d304 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d305 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
d306 | The Lord hath called thee, in his name | | | | | | | |
d307 | The Lord is risen indeed; Now [Then] is his work performed | | | | | | | |
d308 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d309 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d310 | The night in which Christ was betrayed | | | | | | | |
d311 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d312 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d313 | The time is short, O sinners fear | | | | | | | |
d314 | The wondering world enquires [inquires] to know | | | | | | | |
d315 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d316 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d317 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d318 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d319 | There is a voice of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
d320 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d321 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d322 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d323 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
d324 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d325 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d326 | Thus spake the Savior, when he sent | | | | | | | |
d327 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d328 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
d329 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d330 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
d331 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d332 | To God, in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice | | | | | | | |
d333 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d334 | To show how humble Christians ought to one another be | | | | | | | |
d335 | To thee, O God, when creatures fail | | | | | | | |
d336 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d337 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d338 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d339 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d340 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d341 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d342 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d343 | Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now | | | | | | | |
d344 | We have no outward righteousness | | | | | | | |
d345 | Weep not for me, my parents dear | | | | | | | |
d346 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d347 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d348 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d349 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d350 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d351 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d352 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
d353 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d354 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d355 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
d356 | When Jesus did from heaven descend | | | | | | | |
d357 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
d358 | When on the brink of death | | | | | | | |
d359 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
d360 | When sinners awake and perceive | | | | | | | |
d361 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d362 | While I keep silence and conceal | | | | | | | |
d363 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d364 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d365 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d366 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d367 | Who is this that comes from far | | | | | | | |
d368 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d369 | Why doth the man of riches grow | | | | | | | |
d370 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
d371 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d372 | Why sleep ye [we], my brethren; come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
d373 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
d374 | With grateful hearts and tuneful lays | | | | | | | |
d375 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
d376 | With joy we own thy servant [servants], Lord | | | | | | | |
d377 | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | | | |
d378 | With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear | | | | | | | |
d379 | Would Jesus have the [a] sinner die | | | | | | | |
d380 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d381 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
d382 | Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds | | | | | | | |
d383 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
d384 | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
d385 | Ye nations all, on [to] you I call | | | | | | | |
d386 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d387 | Ye sinners, fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d388 | Ye that pass by, behold the man | | | | | | | |
d389 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
d390 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d391 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d392 | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
d393 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |