# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d102 | God of grace and God of glory | | | | | | | |
d103 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d104 | God understands your sorrow | | | | | | | |
d105 | God, who touchest earth with beauty | | | | | | | |
d106 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d107 | Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father | | | | | | | |
d108 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d109 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d110 | Hallelujah, hallelujah, heart and voice to heaven raise | | | | | | | |
d111 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d112 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d113 | Have faith in God when your pathway is lonely | | | | | | | |
d114 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
d115 | He is coming, the Man of sorrows | | | | | | | |
d116 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d117 | Hear our prayer, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d118 | Hear the blessed Savior calling the oppressed | | | | | | | |
d119 | Hear ye the Master's call, give me thy best | | | | | | | |
d120 | Here at thy table, Lord, this sacred hour | | | | | | | |
d121 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
d122 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d123 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d124 | Holy Spirit, breathe on me, Until my heart is clean | | | | | | | |
d125 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d126 | How dear to my heart is the story of old | | | | | | | |
d127 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d128 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d129 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d130 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d131 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d132 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
d133 | I am a poor wayfaring stranger | | | | | | | |
d134 | I am bought not with riches | | | | | | | |
d135 | I am longing for the coming of the snow white angel | | | | | | | |
d136 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
d137 | I am satisfied with Jesus, He has done so much for me | | | | | | | |
d138 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d139 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d140 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d141 | I can never forget what my Savior has done | | | | | | | |
d142 | I come to the garden alone | | | | | | | |
d143 | I don't know about tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d144 | I entered once a home of care | | | | | | | |
d145 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d146 | I have a song that Jesus gave me | | | | | | | |
d147 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d148 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d149 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d150 | I heard an old, old story | | | | | | | |
d151 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d152 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
d153 | I know not how that Bethlehem's babe | | | | | | | |
d154 | I know not why God's wondrous grace to me | | | | | | | |
d155 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d156 | I know that my Redeemer liveth, and [that] on the earth | | | | | | | |
d157 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d158 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d159 | I must needs go home by the way of the cross | | | | | | | |
d160 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d161 | I need Jesus, my need I now confess | | | | | | | |
d162 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d163 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
d164 | I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say | | | | | | | |
d165 | I saw the holy city | | | | | | | |
d166 | I serve a risen Savior | | | | | | | |
d167 | I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew | | | | | | | |
d168 | I stand amazed in the presence | | | | | | | |
d169 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d170 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d171 | I will meet you in the morning by the bright | | | | | | | |
d172 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d173 | I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ | | | | | | | |
d174 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
d175 | If I have wounded any [a] soul today | | | | | | | |
d176 | If the world from you withhold of [all] its silver and its gold | | | | | | | |
d177 | If thou but suffer God to guide thee [you will only let God guide you] | | | | | | | |
d178 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d179 | I'm pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
d180 | Immortal, invisible, God only wise | | | | | | | |
d181 | Immortal Love, forever full | | | | | | | |
d182 | In grace the holy God Did full salvation plan | | | | | | | |
d183 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d184 | In loving kindness Jesus came | | | | | | | |
d185 | In memory of the Crucified | | | | | | | |
d186 | In memory of the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d187 | In that blessed home in glory | | | | | | | |
d188 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d189 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d190 | In the land of fadeless day | | | | | | | |
d191 | In the quiet hours or morning | | | | | | | |
d192 | In the rifted rock I'm resting | | | | | | | |
d193 | In thy cleft, O rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d194 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d195 | In thy holy temple, O sacred place | | | | | | | |
d196 | Into the woods my Master went | | | | | | | |
d197 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d198 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d199 | It may not be so far away, To perfect rest and endless | | | | | | | |
d200 | It was alone the Savior prayed in dark Gethsemene | | | | | | | |