# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | And now another day is done | | | | | | | |
d2 | Are you prepared to face | | | | | | | |
d3 | Be a little soldier for the Lord | | | | | | | |
d4 | Blessed are the poor in spirit, theirs the realm | | | | | | | |
d5 | Citizens of heaven, lift your eyes | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d7 | Dear Master, in thy way | | | | | | | |
d8 | From the Spirit of God we hear it | | | | | | | |
d9 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d10 | Go with thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
d11 | God eternal, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d12 | God in wondrous love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d13 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
d14 | God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow | | | | | | | |
d15 | Gracious Spirit, dwell with [in] me | | | | | | | |
d16 | Have you forsaken God along the way | | | | | | | |
d17 | Holy Jesus, though has come | | | | | | | |
d18 | How dark was the day | | | | | | | |
d19 | I am on Olivet tonight | | | | | | | |
d20 | I bow me to thy will, O God | | | | | | | |
d21 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d22 | I offer my life to thee | | | | | | | |
d23 | If any little word of mine, May make a life the | | | | | | | |
d24 | Immortal Love, forever full | | | | | | | |
d25 | Immortal town of Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
d26 | In thy book, where glory bright | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus, I am resting, resting | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus is the great Messiah | | | | | | | |
d29 | Jesus, lowly Nazarene | | | | | | | |
d30 | Jesus, Source of matchless grace | | | | | | | |
d31 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
d32 | Jesus wept, those tears are over | | | | | | | |
d33 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d34 | Let not your heart be troubled, Neither be afraid | | | | | | | |
d35 | Let the joy of your soul ever shine | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, for tomorrow and its need [needs] [ills] | | | | | | | |
d37 | Lord, let thy grace descend on those | | | | | | | |
d38 | Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb | | | | | | | |
d39 | Lord, who by thy word of power | | | | | | | |
d40 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d41 | More than man, my ever living Lord | | | | | | | |
d42 | My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright | | | | | | | |
d43 | My God, is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
d44 | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
d45 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d46 | Not what I am, O Lord, but what thou art | | | | | | | |
d47 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
d48 | O Counselor, I bid thee plead for me | | | | | | | |
d49 | O friends, with whom my feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d50 | O Galilee, how blest art thou | | | | | | | |
d51 | O God, I thank thee for thy word | | | | | | | |
d52 | O God of all creation, hail | | | | | | | |
d53 | O grave, where is thy victory, O'er mortals here | | | | | | | |
d54 | O Jesus Christ, grow thou in me | | | | | | | |
d55 | O Jesus Christ, most holy | | | | | | | |
d56 | O Lord, another day [week] has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
d57 | O Lord, I lift my soul to thee | | | | | | | |
d58 | O teach me to unselfish be | | | | | | | |
d59 | O the peace that we know | | | | | | | |
d60 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d61 | On the road to Damascus | | | | | | | |
d62 | One day, somehow, God made the sun to shine | | | | | | | |
d63 | Only a little while Shall I this vigil keep | | | | | | | |
d64 | Our God and Father surely knows | | | | | | | |
d65 | Sing a little song for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d66 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
d67 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d68 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d69 | The Lord be with us as we bend | | | | | | | |
d70 | There in the presence of his angels | | | | | | | |
d71 | There is so much for us to do | | | | | | | |
d72 | There was a garden, and near the gate | | | | | | | |
d73 | They borrowed a bed to lay his head | | | | | | | |
d74 | This is my hope, a home with God | | | | | | | |
d75 | Though I speak with tongues of angels | | | | | | | |
d76 | Though the cover is worn and the pages are torn | | | | | | | |
d77 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d78 | Today we sing to Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d79 | Trusting in Jesus, he leads the way | | | | | | | |
d80 | Wanderer away from Jesus | | | | | | | |
d81 | We can be a shining star | | | | | | | |
d82 | We come unto our fathers' God | | | | | | | |
d83 | We wish to serve the Lord today | | | | | | | |
d84 | We would now give pause to ponder | | | | | | | |
d85 | We're in the army of the King of kings | | | | | | | |
d86 | What did you ever do for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d87 | What kind of a man, this Jesus | | | | | | | |
d88 | When first I hear the angels sing | | | | | | | |
d89 | When I go to bed at night | | | | | | | |
d90 | Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going | | | | | | | |
d91 | Why bid me like a bird | | | | | | | |
d92 | Will ye also go away | | | | | | | |