# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | That thou, creation's Lord, didst think | | | | | | | |
d302 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d303 | The cross, it standeth fast | | | | | | | |
d304 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d305 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
d306 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d307 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d308 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d309 | The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter | | | | | | | |
d310 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d311 | The name of Jesus is so sweet | | | | | | | |
d312 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d313 | The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin | | | | | | | |
d314 | There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain | | | | | | | |
d315 | There have been names that I have loved to hear | | | | | | | |
d316 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d317 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d318 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d319 | There is a place of quiet rest, near to the heart of God | | | | | | | |
d320 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
d321 | There is never a day so dreary, There is never a night so logn | | | | | | | |
d322 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
d323 | There waits for me a glad tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d324 | There was a time on earth, when in the book of heaven | | | | | | | |
d325 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d326 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d327 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d328 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d329 | There's a royal banner given for display | | | | | | | |
d330 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d331 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d332 | There's a sweet and blessed story | | | | | | | |
d333 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d334 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
d335 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d336 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d337 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d338 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d339 | Though the angry surges roll On my tempest driven soul | | | | | | | |
d340 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d341 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d342 | Thy word is a lamp to my feet, a light to my path alway | | | | | | | |
d343 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d344 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d345 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d346 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
d347 | To God be the glory, great things He hath done | | | | | | | |
d348 | To the regions beyond I must go | | | | | | | |
d349 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d350 | Under his wings I am [I'm] safely abiding | | | | | | | |
d351 | Up Calvary's mountain one dreadful morn | | | | | | | |
d352 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d353 | We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing | | | | | | | |
d354 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d355 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d356 | We sail along toward the harbor light | | | | | | | |
d357 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
d358 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
d359 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d360 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d361 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
d362 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d363 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d364 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d365 | When I come to the river at ending of day | | | | | | | |
d366 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
d367 | When I saw the cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
d368 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d369 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d370 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
d371 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
d372 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d373 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d374 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal | | | | | | | |
d375 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
d376 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d377 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d378 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d379 | Whisper a prayer in the morning | | | | | | | |
d380 | Who can cheer the heart like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d381 | Who is he in yonder stall | | | | | | | |
d382 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
d383 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d384 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d385 | With friends on earth we meet in [with] gladness | | | | | | | |
d386 | Wonderful grace of Jesus Greater than all my sin | | | | | | | |
d387 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d388 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d389 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d390 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
d391 | Wounded for me, wounded for me | | | | | | | |
d392 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d393 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
d394 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d395 | You have longed [looked] for sweet peace | | | | | | | |