# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | Now, I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d103 | O blessed Jesus, Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d104 | O bliss of the purified [pure ones] | | | | | | | |
d105 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d106 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d107 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d108 | O for a pencil dipped in light | | | | | | | |
d109 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d110 | O for the robe [robes] of whiteness, O [And] for the tearless eyes | | | | | | | |
d111 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d112 | O have you not heard of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d113 | O holy Savior Friend unseen, since on thine arm | | | | | | | |
d114 | O I have been at the brink of the grave | | | | | | | |
d115 | O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
d116 | O teach me more of thy blest ways | | | | | | | |
d117 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d118 | O thou who hearest the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
d119 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d120 | Our times are in thy hand, O God [Father] | | | | | | | |
d121 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d122 | Rest to the weary soul | | | | | | | |
d123 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d124 | Sad and weary with my longing | | | | | | | |
d125 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d126 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d127 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d128 | Soldiers on life's battlefield | | | | | | | |
d129 | Something every heart is loving | | | | | | | |
d130 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d131 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
d132 | Still for thy loving kindness, Lord | | | | | | | |
d133 | Still on the Lord thy burden roll | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d136 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d137 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d138 | The battle is the Lord's | | | | | | | |
d139 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d140 | The world is overcome by the blood of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d141 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d142 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d143 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d144 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
d145 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thy presence, Lord, the place shall fill | | | | | | | |
d147 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d148 | Thy works, not mine [ours], O Christ | | | | | | | |
d149 | 'Tis past, the dark and dreary night | | | | | | | |
d150 | 'Tis religion that can give in the light | | | | | | | |
d151 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d152 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d153 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who died on the [a] tree [cross] | | | | | | | |
d154 | We have no outward righteousness | | | | | | | |
d155 | We travel now in wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
d156 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d157 | What mean these thrills, this heavenly calm | | | | | | | |
d158 | What sacred fountain yonder springs | | | | | | | |
d159 | When first, o'erwhelmed with sin and shame | | | | | | | |
d160 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d161 | When Jesus to my rescue came | | | | | | | |
d162 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d163 | Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going | | | | | | | |
d164 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d165 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |