# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Lo a mighty army now assembling | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lo all ready for the gathering | | | | | | | |
d103 | Loudly unto the world is a chorus resounding | | | | | | | |
d104 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d105 | Low in a manger, dear little stranger | | | | | | | |
d106 | Low in the ground he lay | | | | | | | |
d107 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d108 | Mighty army of the young | | | | | | | |
d109 | More like the Master I would ever be | | | | | | | |
d110 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d111 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d112 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d113 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d114 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d115 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d116 | My Savior sought me when astray | | | | | | | |
d117 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d118 | My talents are few, dearest Master | | | | | | | |
d119 | No feast like the feast of blessing | | | | | | | |
d120 | Nothing satisfies but Jesus, bread of life to mortals given | | | | | | | |
d121 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d122 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d123 | O Jesus, my rock, my refuge | | | | | | | |
d124 | O Jesus, my Savior, all glory to thee | | | | | | | |
d125 | O Lost one [ones], in danger no longer remain | | | | | | | |
d126 | O loving Redeemer, what rapture is mine | | | | | | | |
d127 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
d128 | O praise the Lord, I know it now | | | | | | | |
d129 | O spread the tidings round | | | | | | | |
d130 | O sweet is the story of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d131 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d132 | O what a blessing, how can I express it | | | | | | | |
d133 | O what a change from the darkness of night | | | | | | | |
d134 | O what blessing Jesus brings | | | | | | | |
d135 | On every side a voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d136 | On to the land of glory | | | | | | | |
d137 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d138 | Onward, little soldiers, Bravely, onward go | | | | | | | |
d139 | Open the door for the children | | | | | | | |
d140 | Our Father, 'tis to thee, We bring this earnest plea | | | | | | | |
d141 | Patient neath Thy hand, Lord | | | | | | | |
d142 | Praise ye the Father, let every nation join to sing | | | | | | | |
d143 | Praise ye the Lord, joyfully shout hosanna | | | | | | | |
d144 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d145 | Round the cross like valiant soldiers | | | | | | | |
d146 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d147 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d148 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d149 | Since I lost my sins, and I found my Savior | | | | | | | |
d150 | Since I started for the city over in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d151 | Sinner, why have you been straying | | | | | | | |
d152 | Sinners Jesus will receive | | | | | | | |
d153 | So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my [and] King | | | | | | | |
d154 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d155 | Soldiers of King Jesus, raise the shout again | | | | | | | |
d156 | Some sweet day I shall enter a place | | | | | | | |
d157 | Somebody did a golden deed, proving himself | | | | | | | |
d158 | Somewhere the sun is shining | | | | | | | |
d159 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d160 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d161 | Standing fast for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d162 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d163 | Sweet is the promise, I will not forget thee | | | | | | | |
d164 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d165 | Take the cross, the world forsaking | | | | | | | |
d166 | The fields are white to harvest but the laborers are few | | | | | | | |
d167 | The glorious time is coming when Christ | | | | | | | |
d168 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d169 | The love of Jesus, who can tell | | | | | | | |
d170 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d171 | The reapers are loudly singing | | | | | | | |
d172 | The sweetest story told on earth | | | | | | | |
d173 | The whole wide world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d174 | There are storms the world o'er sweeping | | | | | | | |
d175 | There are sunbeams all around us | | | | | | | |
d176 | There is a city, I am told, Where all the streets are paved with gold | | | | | | | |
d177 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d178 | There is gladness in the gospel | | | | | | | |
d179 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d180 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
d181 | There's a beautiful star, a beautiful star | | | | | | | |
d182 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d183 | There's a royal banner given for display | | | | | | | |
d184 | There's a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d185 | There's a song within my heart today | | | | | | | |
d186 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d187 | There's a wonderful name, it is dearer to me | | | | | | | |
d188 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d189 | There's power, mighty power in the word of the King | | | | | | | |
d190 | This is the season of hope and grace | | | | | | | |
d191 | Through the shining gate, Where the angels wait | | | | | | | |
d192 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
d193 | To the temple of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d194 | Too long have I wandered | | | | | | | |
d195 | Unanswered yet, the prayer your lips have pleaded | | | | | | | |
d196 | Wandering child, thy day is waning | | | | | | | |
d197 | We come in our weakness | | | | | | | |
d198 | We may lighten toil and care | | | | | | | |
d199 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d200 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |