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d1 | A farmer came his grief to show | | | | | | | |
d2 | A little child lay dying, With none to soothe his | | | | | | | |
d3 | A sea of deep unfathomed joy | | | | | | | |
d4 | A wonderful Savior is Jesus my Lord | | | | | | | |
d5 | After these trials and troubles are past | | | | | | | |
d6 | All glory to the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d7 | All praise to him who reigns above In majesty supreme | | | | | | | |
d8 | All the world was in darkness | | | | | | | |
d9 | Are there any standing idle | | | | | | | |
d10 | Are you helping win the battle | | | | | | | |
d11 | Are you tired, worn and weary, burdened with a load | | | | | | | |
d12 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d13 | Arise and shine, for the day is growing bright | | | | | | | |
d14 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
d15 | Behold the Lamb of God on the cross | | | | | | | |
d16 | Beyond this life of hope [hopes] and fears | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blessed sunshine of love, how delightful it seems | | | | | | | |
d18 | By and by at God's command | | | | | | | |
d19 | Called to the feast by the King are we | | | | | | | |
d20 | Christ is risen from the grave | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d23 | Dear Lord, I give myself to thee, forever Thine to be | | | | | | | |
d24 | Do not look at life's long sorrow | | | | | | | |
d25 | Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine | | | | | | | |
d26 | Faintly flow, thou falling river | | | | | | | |
d27 | Far from my home in this strange land | | | | | | | |
d28 | Fear not, for I am with thee to be thy help | | | | | | | |
d29 | Fear not, for I am with thee to be thy help | | | | | | | |
d30 | From grace I shall sweep on to glory | | | | | | | |
d31 | Full oft I've heard this gentle whisper | | | | | | | |
d32 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
d33 | God holds the key to [of] all unknown, And I am glad | | | | | | | |
d34 | Have you not heard of a happy home | | | | | | | |
d35 | Have you reached the cross roads, brother | | | | | | | |
d36 | Here is a message to declare, grace is free | | | | | | | |
d37 | Ho reapers for eternity arouse | | | | | | | |
d38 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d39 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
d40 | I am safe, whatever may betide me | | | | | | | |
d41 | I asked the Lord to let me do some mighty work | | | | | | | |
d42 | I have a friend so precious, so very | | | | | | | |
d43 | I have a hope divine | | | | | | | |
d44 | I have watched the sheep astray | | | | | | | |
d45 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d46 | I know not where my path may lie | | | | | | | |
d47 | I love to linger near the seashore | | | | | | | |
d48 | I once was a stranger to grace and to God | | | | | | | |
d49 | I saw a happy pilgrim in shining garments clad | | | | | | | |
d50 | I saw a wayworn traveler | | | | | | | |
d51 | I shall hear there the song | | | | | | | |
d52 | I shall reach the land | | | | | | | |
d53 | I would love thee, blessed Jesus, I would lean | | | | | | | |
d54 | If we only knew in the early morn | | | | | | | |
d55 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d56 | I'm bearing a message for Jesus, my King | | | | | | | |
d57 | I'm glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm longing to look on that glorious sight | | | | | | | |
d59 | In looking back o'er the years gone by | | | | | | | |
d60 | In Scotland stood a humble home | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d62 | In the home of bliss, where the Savior is | | | | | | | |
d63 | In the way of truth and light | | | | | | | |
d64 | Is it night with thee, my brother | | | | | | | |
d65 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus gave his life for you | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, is tenderly calling you now | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d70 | John was called from the fisher's net | | | | | | | |
d71 | Keep close to Jesus, while your journey here | | | | | | | |
d72 | Keep my soul, dear Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
d73 | Let us labor on for the Master | | | | | | | |
d74 | Let's lift the cross of Christ | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lo my name is written in the lamb's book of life | | | | | | | |
d76 | Lo the midnight hour swiftly hastens on | | | | | | | |
d77 | Lord, speak to me [us] that I [we] may speak | | | | | | | |
d78 | More like Jesus would I be | | | | | | | |
d79 | My bruised reed, thou wilt not break | | | | | | | |
d80 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d81 | Not now o burdened soul not now shalt thou the mystery know | | | | | | | |
d82 | Nothing but leaves the spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
d83 | Nothing either great or small, nothing sinner | | | | | | | |
d84 | O how sweet it will be to be there | | | | | | | |
d85 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d86 | O spread the tidings round | | | | | | | |
d87 | O tell me of Jesus who came from above | | | | | | | |
d88 | O the night of time soon shall pass away | | | | | | | |
d89 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d90 | O to be more like Jesus, tender and true | | | | | | | |
d91 | O when I think about the cross and Jesus dying | | | | | | | |
d92 | O wonderful story, the sweetest | | | | | | | |
d93 | On the wings of morn, speed, O speed ye away | | | | | | | |
d94 | Once at Pilate's judgment bar | | | | | | | |
d95 | Only a broken heart, Savior, I bring | | | | | | | |
d96 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d97 | Our life is like an upward grade | | | | | | | |
d98 | Over the billows, over the sea | | | | | | | |
d99 | Over the ocean wave, far, far away | | | | | | | |
d100 | Praise waiteth for thee, O God | | | | | | | |