# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d302 | O the unsearchable riches of Christ | | | | | | | |
d303 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d304 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d305 | O thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d306 | O thou that hearest prayer, attend | | | | | | | |
d307 | O to be robed and ready | | | | | | | |
d308 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d309 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d310 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d311 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d312 | O who is this that cometh from Edom | | | | | | | |
d313 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d314 | O ye children of God, ye redeemed through the blood | | | | | | | |
d315 | O Zion that bringest good tidings | | | | | | | |
d316 | O'er the desert and dreary way | | | | | | | |
d317 | Oft I hear hope sweetly singing, Softly in an undertone | | | | | | | |
d318 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d319 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d320 | On this day, the first of days, God the Father's name we praise | | | | | | | |
d321 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d322 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d323 | Only a season brief | | | | | | | |
d324 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d325 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
d326 | Oppressed with noonday's scorching heat | | | | | | | |
d327 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d328 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d329 | Our Lord is now rejected | | | | | | | |
d330 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
d331 | Praise the Lord, the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d332 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d333 | Praise the Savior, all ye nations | | | | | | | |
d334 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d335 | Praise to thee, thou [our] great creator | | | | | | | |
d336 | Praise ye the Lord, for it is good, his mighty acts | | | | | | | |
d337 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d338 | Precious forever, O wonderful words | | | | | | | |
d339 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d340 | Rally round the standard, hear the trumpet call | | | | | | | |
d341 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d342 | Repeat the sweet story of Jesus to me | | | | | | | |
d343 | Rise, glorious Conqueror [leader], rise | | | | | | | |
d344 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
d345 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d346 | Sadly we sing and with tremulous breath | | | | | | | |
d347 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d348 | Sailor on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d349 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d350 | Savior, lead me, lest I stray, gently lead | | | | | | | |
d351 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d352 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d353 | Savior, Thy law we love, Thy pure example bless | | | | | | | |
d354 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d355 | See him in the garden lone | | | | | | | |
d356 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d357 | Send the joyful proclamation | | | | | | | |
d358 | Servant of God, well done, rest | | | | | | | |
d359 | Servants of God, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
d360 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d361 | She loved her Savior | | | | | | | |
d362 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d363 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
d364 | Since I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d365 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d366 | Sinners, come to Christ, the Savior | | | | | | | |
d367 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d368 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower [flowers] | | | | | | | |
d369 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d370 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d371 | Songs of immortal praise belong | | | | | | | |
d372 | Songs of praise awoke [awake] the morn | | | | | | | |
d373 | Sound, sound the truth [news] abroad | | | | | | | |
d374 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d375 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d376 | Spread the tidings of salvation | | | | | | | |
d377 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d378 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d379 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d380 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d381 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d382 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d383 | Take me O my Father, take me | | | | | | | |
d384 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d385 | Tell it out among the heathen [nations] [people] that the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d386 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d387 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d388 | The day, O Lord, is spent | | | | | | | |
d389 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d390 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d391 | The half he has never revealed | | | | | | | |
d392 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d393 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
d394 | The Lord is my Shepherd, away then all care | | | | | | | |
d395 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d396 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d397 | The Master stood at the vineyard gate | | | | | | | |
d398 | The mistakes of my life are [have been] many | | | | | | | |
d399 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d400 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |