# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Somebody may be lost in sin | | | | | | | |
d102 | Songs to his honor, gather we now to sing | | | | | | | |
d103 | Souls are waiting for the story | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d105 | Tell it to others as onward you go | | | | | | | |
d106 | Tell me, brother, are you living on the glory line | | | | | | | |
d107 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d108 | The love that Calvary's cross portrayed | | | | | | | |
d109 | The way of life is sunny | | | | | | | |
d110 | The way of the Lord is the better way | | | | | | | |
d111 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | | | |
d112 | There is beauty everywhere | | | | | | | |
d113 | There's a beautiful morning coming | | | | | | | |
d114 | There's a beautiful star that through the night | | | | | | | |
d115 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
d116 | There's a precious thought to cheer us | | | | | | | |
d117 | Though I have no earthly treasures | | | | | | | |
d118 | Though the way be e'er so lonely | | | | | | | |
d119 | Though the way be long and wild | | | | | | | |
d120 | Through the light of the gospel now | | | | | | | |
d121 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d122 | 'Tis sweet to know | | | | | | | |
d123 | Toil for God without repining | | | | | | | |
d124 | Try to win a soul each day | | | | | | | |
d125 | 'Twas from Calvary that, it came to me | | | | | | | |
d126 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
d127 | We are traveling on to the city of the blest | | | | | | | |
d128 | We journey to a city where all | | | | | | | |
d129 | We may lighten pain and care | | | | | | | |
d130 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d131 | We shall never, never roam | | | | | | | |
d132 | What God may will is always best | | | | | | | |
d133 | Whatsoever seed you sow, such, the fruit you'll reap | | | | | | | |
d134 | When I shall cross over the dark rolling tide | | | | | | | |
d135 | While my path pursuing | | | | | | | |
d136 | Will you come to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d137 | With my Lord above me | | | | | | | |
d138 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]