The Hymnal of the Reformed Church in the United States

#TextTuneText InfoTune InfoTextScorePage ScanAudio
d601The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord
d602The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d603The Day of Resurection
d604The God of harvest praise
d605The God of love will sure indulge
d606The God of mercy warns us all
d607The golden gates are lifted up
d608The head that once was crowned with thorns
d609The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know
d610The Lord is risen indeed
d611The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d612The Lord of glory is my Light, And my
d613The Lord of life is risen, Sing Easter heralds
d614The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake
d615The Lord, who truly knows the heart
d616The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d617The perfect world by Adam trod
d618The pity of the Lord
d619The roseate hues of early dawn
d620The Savior kindly calls Our children
d621The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms
d622The shadows of the evening hours
d623The solemn season calls us now
d624The Son of Man shall come
d625The strife is o'er the battle done
d626The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
d627The things of the earth in the earth let us lay
d628The voice of free grace cries escape
d629The voice that breathed o'er Eden
d630The whole creation groans and waits
d631The world is very evil
d632Thee, O God, we humbly praise
d633Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d634Thee, we adore, eternal [O gracious] Lord [God]
d635There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe
d636There is a calm for those who [that] weep
d637There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d638There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall
d639There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d640There is an hour of peaceful rest
d641There is no night in heaven, in that blest world
d642There's a Friend for little children
d643There's a wideness in God's mercy
d644They're gathering homeward from every land
d645Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love
d646Thine forever, God of love
d647This child we consecrate to thee
d648This is my body, which is given for you
d649This stone to Thee in faith we lay
d650Thou art gone up on high To mansions [realms]
d651Thou art my portion, O my God
d652Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d653Thou, by heavenly hosts adored
d654Thou hidden source of calm repose
d655Thou Lord of all above
d656Thou lovely Source of true delight
d657Thou, who hast called us by thy word
d658Thou who rollest the year around
d659Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard
d660Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way
d661Though I speak with angel tongues
d662Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright
d663Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d664Through every age, eternal God
d665Through Isr'l's coasts, in times of old
d666Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on
d667Thy blood, O Christ, hath made our peace
d668Thy mighty working, mighty God
d669Thy way, not mine, O Lord
d670Thy will be done, In devious way
d671Till he come, O let the words
d672'Tis by the faith of joys to come
d673'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d674To Christ, the Prince of Peace, The Son of God most high
d675To God the only wise, our Savior and our King
d676To Jesus our exalted Lord, dear [that] [the] name by heaven and earth adored
d677To the name of our salvation
d678To us a Child of hope is born
d679To Zion's hill I lift my [mine] eyes
d680Triumphant Zion, lift thy head
d681'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
d682Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb
d683Uplift the banner, let it float skyward and seaward
d684Upward I lift mine [my] eyes
d685Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men
d686Waken, Christian children
d687Watchman, tell us of the night
d688We give immortal praise
d689We give thee but thine own
d690We, in ourselves, unrighteous are
d691We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star
d692We need thee, Savior, when dear eyes are closing
d693We plough [plow] the fields and scatter
d694We sing his love who once was slain
d695We sing to thee, thou Son of God
d696We stand in deep repentance
d697We will carol joyfully on this [holy] festal day
d698Weeping will not save me [you], though my face
d699Welcome, sweet day of rest
d700What a friend we have in Jesus

[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
Suggestions or corrections? Contact us