# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | Night with ebon pinion brooded o'er the vale | | | | | | | |
d103 | Not a step will I take without Jesus | | | | | | | |
d104 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d105 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d106 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d107 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d108 | O I'm so glad I have a Friend | | | | | | | |
d109 | O Jesus is my dearest friend (Walkey) | | | | | | | |
d110 | O let us look beyond this life | | | | | | | |
d111 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d112 | O soul, arise and work for God today | | | | | | | |
d113 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d114 | O the peace that fills me | | | | | | | |
d115 | O the precious love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d116 | O there is a time when the message will come | | | | | | | |
d117 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d118 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d119 | O thou Rock of my salvation, Hide me now | | | | | | | |
d120 | O thou who in Jordan didst bow | | | | | | | |
d121 | O wayward one, stop now to think | | | | | | | |
d122 | O would you be numbered as one of His fold | | | | | | | |
d123 | Of one the Lord has made the race | | | | | | | |
d124 | Of the great salvation, Free to every nation | | | | | | | |
d125 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d126 | Once I was straying, with troubles increasing | | | | | | | |
d127 | Out from sin unto righteousness lifted | | | | | | | |
d128 | Out of darkness into light, out of sadness | | | | | | | |
d129 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d130 | Pressing the battle in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d131 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d132 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d133 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d134 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d135 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d136 | Shall I be content with one star | | | | | | | |
d137 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
d138 | Sing the blessed gospel story, sing its merits o'er | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d140 | Sinner, we are waiting | | | | | | | |
d141 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d142 | Soon the toils of life will cease | | | | | | | |
d143 | Sowing and reaping for Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
d144 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d145 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d146 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d147 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d148 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d149 | Taken up from deathly sleeping | | | | | | | |
d150 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d151 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d152 | The Holy Spirit speaks today | | | | | | | |
d153 | The life beyond will be eternal | | | | | | | |
d154 | The Lord is my refuge, in him I'll confide | | | | | | | |
d155 | The noonday sun is shining | | | | | | | |
d156 | The time has come when we must part we hope to meet | | | | | | | |
d157 | The triune God beheld the world | | | | | | | |
d158 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d159 | There is music in heaven o'er the saved ones | | | | | | | |
d160 | There is only one road for the sinner to go | | | | | | | |
d161 | There is sunlight in the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d162 | There's a call from the heart of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d163 | There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley | | | | | | | |
d164 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d165 | There's a home for the soul where no sorrow | | | | | | | |
d166 | There's a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
d167 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d168 | There's a place, a dear and hallowed spot | | | | | | | |
d169 | There's a sweet beyond, dear father | | | | | | | |
d170 | They crucified my Savior | | | | | | | |
d171 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d172 | Though far away, you've gone astray | | | | | | | |
d173 | Though here to friends we say goodby | | | | | | | |
d174 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
d175 | 'Tis my Lord who knows all my griefs and woes | | | | | | | |
d176 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d177 | To the hand of Jesus clinging | | | | | | | |
d178 | To the harvest fields I will gladly go | | | | | | | |
d179 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d180 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
d181 | Upon the walls of memory | | | | | | | |
d182 | Wanderer, hear the invitation | | | | | | | |
d183 | Watch thou, my soul, keep thy discerning | | | | | | | |
d184 | We are content in the beautiful work | | | | | | | |
d185 | We are on the gospel road | | | | | | | |
d186 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d187 | We want just the same religion | | | | | | | |
d188 | We will sing the old, old story | | | | | | | |
d189 | Weighed in the balance of justice true | | | | | | | |
d190 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d191 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d192 | What rejoicing 'round the throne | | | | | | | |
d193 | What wondrous love, dear Lord, that thou | | | | | | | |
d194 | Whate'er you do in word or deed | | | | | | | |
d195 | When all my trials and cares are o'er | | | | | | | |
d196 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
d197 | When I was wandering far, far from God | | | | | | | |
d198 | When I was wandering sad and alone | | | | | | | |
d199 | When I went to the home of my childhood | | | | | | | |
d200 | When Jesus died on [upon] the cross | | | | | | | |