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d401 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
d402 | The glorious time is coming when Christ | | | | | | | |
d403 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d404 | The golden gates are lifted up | | | | | | | |
d405 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d406 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d407 | The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born | | | | | | | |
d408 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
d409 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d410 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d411 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d412 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d413 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d414 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d415 | The whole wide world for Jesus this shall our watchword be | | | | | | | |
d416 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
d417 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d418 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d419 | There is a habitation, built by the living God | | | | | | | |
d420 | There is a holy sacrifice Which God in heaven will not despise | | | | | | | |
d421 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d422 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d423 | There is rest, sweet rest, at the Master's feet | | | | | | | |
d424 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d425 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d426 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d427 | Thou, sore oppressed, the day of rest | | | | | | | |
d428 | Thou whose unmeasured temple stands | | | | | | | |
d429 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d430 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d431 | Thy life was given for me | | | | | | | |
d432 | Thy love to me, O Christ | | | | | | | |
d433 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d434 | Thy will be done, I've learned to say | | | | | | | |
d435 | Thy word is to my feet a lamp, the way of truth to show | | | | | | | |
d436 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d437 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d438 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d439 | 'Tis the Savior pleading, Come, O come to me | | | | | | | |
d440 | 'Tis thine alone, Almighty Name, to raise the dead to life | | | | | | | |
d441 | To thee, my heart, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d442 | To thee, our God, we fly for mercy and for grace | | | | | | | |
d443 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d444 | Today beneath benignant skies | | | | | | | |
d445 | Today thy mercy calls me [us] | | | | | | | |
d446 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
d447 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d448 | Uplift the banner, let it float skyward and seaward | | | | | | | |
d449 | Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now | | | | | | | |
d450 | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
d451 | We are the Lord's, His all sufficient merit | | | | | | | |
d452 | We bid thee welcome in the name of Jesus, our exalted | | | | | | | |
d453 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d454 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d455 | We have not known thee as we ought | | | | | | | |
d456 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d457 | We saw thee not, when thou didst tread [come] | | | | | | | |
d458 | We stand in deep repentance | | | | | | | |
d459 | We thank thee, Lord, for this fair earth | | | | | | | |
d460 | We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen | | | | | | | |
d461 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
d462 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d463 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d464 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d465 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d466 | What is life, 'tis but [all] a vapor | | | | | | | |
d467 | When, doomed to death, the apostle lay | | | | | | | |
d468 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d469 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d470 | When on my day of life the night is falling | | | | | | | |
d471 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d472 | When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean | | | | | | | |
d473 | While in sweet communion feeding | | | | | | | |
d474 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d475 | Whither, O whither should [shall] I fly | | | | | | | |
d476 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d477 | Who at my [the] [thy] door [who] is standing [knocking] | | | | | | | |
d478 | Who trusts in God, a strong abode | | | | | | | |
d479 | With joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
d480 | With sacred joy, dear Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
d481 | With the sweet word of peace | | | | | | | |
d482 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
d483 | Wondrous man of Galilee | | | | | | | |
d484 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d485 | Workman [workmen] of God O lose not heart | | | | | | | |
d486 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d487 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d488 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |