# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Pray what's the reason when you meet | | | | | | | |
d102 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d103 | Says faith, look yonder, there's my crown | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sceptic, spare that book, touch not a single leaf | | | | | | | |
d105 | See, Isr'l in the wolderness | | | | | | | |
d106 | She clung to him with woman's love | | | | | | | |
d107 | Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier | | | | | | | |
d108 | Sin is the living worm | | | | | | | |
d109 | Since meridian light commenced [commences] | | | | | | | |
d110 | Sinners, come, let's fly to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | Soon will our suffering [weeping] time be o'er | | | | | | | |
d112 | The book of Revelation God hath to us revealed | | | | | | | |
d113 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d114 | The Christian pilgrim sings, Heaven's my home | | | | | | | |
d115 | The dream is past, I'm dying now | | | | | | | |
d116 | The gospel ship has long been sailing | | | | | | | |
d117 | The gospel ship is sailing, sing glory, hallelujah | | | | | | | |
d118 | The line to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
d119 | The morning sun rose bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d120 | The multitude is going away | | | | | | | |
d121 | The old Isr'lites knew what it was that they must do | | | | | | | |
d122 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
d123 | The Savior laid his crown aside, For the cross | | | | | | | |
d124 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d125 | There is a better world on high, Will you go | | | | | | | |
d126 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d127 | There is a friend above all others, Oh, how he loves! | | | | | | | |
d128 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d129 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
d130 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
d131 | This little book I'd rather own | | | | | | | |
d132 | This world is beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d133 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d134 | Though fierce the howling winds may blow | | | | | | | |
d135 | Though I have wandered from my home | | | | | | | |
d136 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d137 | To heaven I'm bound with prosperous gales | | | | | | | |
d138 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d139 | Vain are all terrestrial pleasures | | | | | | | |
d140 | We are traveling home to heaven above Will you go | | | | | | | |
d141 | We have come from the mountains | | | | | | | |
d142 | We shall see a light appear | | | | | | | |
d143 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d144 | We were crowded in the cabin | | | | | | | |
d145 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d146 | We're outward bound, with all the fleet | | | | | | | |
d147 | We're sailing to a better world | | | | | | | |
d148 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d149 | What is this that rises in my soul | | | | | | | |
d150 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d151 | What sound is this, a song [sound] through heaven resounding | | | | | | | |
d152 | What vessel are you sailing in | | | | | | | |
d153 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d154 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
d155 | When converts first begin to sing | | | | | | | |
d156 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d157 | When I dwelt in Egypt's land, Jesus on the way | | | | | | | |
d158 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
d159 | When I'm happy hear me cry [sing] | | | | | | | |
d160 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
d161 | When nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
d162 | When pity prompts me to look round [around] [down] upon my [this] fellow clay | | | | | | | |
d163 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d164 | When the last trumpet's sound shakes the earth all round | | | | | | | |
d165 | When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care | | | | | | | |
d166 | Whene'er we meet, you [we] always say | | | | | | | |
d167 | Which of the petty [mortal] kings of the earth | | | | | | | |
d168 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d169 | Why those fears, behold, 'tis Jesus | | | | | | | |
d170 | Will you come to the banquet of Jesus's love | | | | | | | |
d171 | Ye people who [that] wonder at me and my ways | | | | | | | |
d172 | Ye soldiers of Jesus pray stand to your arms | | | | | | | |
d173 | Ye sons of the main, ye that [who] sail o'er the flood | | | | | | | |
d174 | Ye vain worldly pleasures, we bid you adieu | | | | | | | |
d175 | Ye who wander of sin grown weary | | | | | | | |
d176 | You all are invited with Christ to embark | | | | | | | |