# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d103 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d104 | I have a song I love to sing, since I | | | | | | | |
d105 | I have found the Savior precious, he is all in all | | | | | | | |
d106 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d107 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d108 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d109 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
d110 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | I love the sacred book of God | | | | | | | |
d112 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d113 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d114 | I love to think of my home above | | | | | | | |
d115 | I love to think [sing] of heaven, where white robed angels are | | | | | | | |
d116 | I must needs go home by the way of the cross | | | | | | | |
d117 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d118 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d119 | I shall some day cross the river | | | | | | | |
d120 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d121 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d122 | I wandered long in darkness and sin | | | | | | | |
d123 | I want to be a worker for [with] the Lord | | | | | | | |
d124 | I was once far away from the Savior, And as vile | | | | | | | |
d125 | I was sinking deep in sin | | | | | | | |
d126 | I washed my hands this morning | | | | | | | |
d127 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
d128 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d129 | I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ | | | | | | | |
d130 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d131 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d132 | If I should be living when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
d133 | If the name of the Savior is precious to you | | | | | | | |
d134 | If the world from you withhold of [all] its silver and its gold | | | | | | | |
d135 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d136 | If you reach the gates before me | | | | | | | |
d137 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d138 | I'm pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
d139 | I'm rejoicing night and day | | | | | | | |
d140 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d141 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d142 | In loving kindness Jesus came | | | | | | | |
d143 | In shady green pastures | | | | | | | |
d144 | In that beautiful home over there Where the flowers | | | | | | | |
d145 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d146 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d147 | In the harvest field [fields] there is work to do | | | | | | | |
d148 | In the land of fadeless day | | | | | | | |
d149 | In thy cleft, O rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d150 | Is there anyone can help us | | | | | | | |
d151 | Is your life a channel of blessing | | | | | | | |
d152 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d153 | I've a message from the Lord, hallelujah | | | | | | | |
d154 | I've found a Friend who is all to me | | | | | | | |
d155 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d156 | I've placed my life in Jesus' care | | | | | | | |
d157 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
d158 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d159 | Jesus all my steps is guiding | | | | | | | |
d160 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d161 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d162 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d163 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
d164 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d165 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d166 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d167 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d168 | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
d169 | Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
d170 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d171 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d172 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d173 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d174 | Just a few more days to be filled with praise | | | | | | | |
d175 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d176 | Just over the river, just over the river I'm told | | | | | | | |
d177 | Just when I need Him, Jesus is near | | | | | | | |
d178 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d179 | Life is like a mountain railroad With an engineer that's brave | | | | | | | |
d180 | List, the trumpet of God is sounding | | | | | | | |
d181 | Lonely, no not lonely, while Jesus stands | | | | | | | |
d182 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d183 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d184 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d185 | Lord, our Lord, o'er earth's vast frame | | | | | | | |
d186 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d187 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d188 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d189 | Man of sorrow [sorrows], what a name | | | | | | | |
d190 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d191 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d192 | More about Jesus would I know | | | | | | | |
d193 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d194 | More than a friend to me is Jesus | | | | | | | |
d195 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d196 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hopes are | | | | | | | |
d197 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d198 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d199 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d200 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |