# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
d202 | Now let our songs arise | | | | | | | |
d203 | Now may the God of [grace and power] power and grace | | | | | | | |
d204 | Now the sowing and the weeping [reaping] | | | | | | | |
d205 | O all ye people, clap your hands | | | | | | | |
d206 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d207 | O come, loud anthems let us sing, Come praise | | | | | | | |
d208 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d209 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d210 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d211 | O God of love, O King [God] of peace | | | | | | | |
d212 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d213 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
d214 | O how kindly Thou hast led me | | | | | | | |
d215 | O in the morn of life | | | | | | | |
d216 | O Jesus, Savior of the lost | | | | | | | |
d217 | O let thy sacred word impart | | | | | | | |
d218 | O let triumphant faith dispel | | | | | | | |
d219 | O Lord, Thy mercy, my sure hope | | | | | | | |
d220 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
d221 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d222 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d223 | O praise ye the Lord, Prepare your glad voice | | | | | | | |
d224 | O quickly come, dread [just] Judge [dear Lord] of all | | | | | | | |
d225 | O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love | | | | | | | |
d226 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d227 | O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude | | | | | | | |
d228 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d229 | O that the Lord's salvation | | | | | | | |
d230 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d231 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
d232 | O thou whose bounty fills my cup | | | | | | | |
d233 | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say | | | | | | | |
d234 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d235 | Object of my first desire Jesus, crucified for me | | | | | | | |
d236 | O'er mountain tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
d237 | Oft in danger [sorrow], oft [and] in woe | | | | | | | |
d238 | On Jordan [Jordan's] banks the Baptist's [Herald's] cry [voice] | | | | | | | |
d239 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d240 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d241 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d242 | Our God, how faithful are his ways | | | | | | | |
d243 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d244 | Out of the depths of woe | | | | | | | |
d245 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
d246 | Peace is the even tide of love | | | | | | | |
d247 | Peace, troubled soul, whose [thy] plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
d248 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d249 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d250 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d251 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d252 | Quiet Lord my froward heart | | | | | | | |
d253 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers, and let your light | | | | | | | |
d254 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d255 | Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work | | | | | | | |
d256 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d257 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial [great] Salem [city], rise | | | | | | | |
d258 | Rise, glorious Conqueror [leader], rise | | | | | | | |
d259 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d260 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d261 | Rock of ages, let me be | | | | | | | |
d262 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d263 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d264 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d265 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d266 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d267 | Savior, source of every blessing, tune my heart to grateful lays | | | | | | | |
d268 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d269 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
d270 | Servant of the living God | | | | | | | |
d271 | Sing to the Lord a new made song, who wondrous | | | | | | | |
d272 | Sing to the Lord, who conquered | | | | | | | |
d273 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d274 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d275 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d276 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d277 | Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the | | | | | | | |
d278 | Souls in heathen darkness lying | | | | | | | |
d279 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
d280 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d281 | Spirit of faith, come down | | | | | | | |
d282 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d283 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d284 | Supreme in wisdom as in power | | | | | | | |
d285 | Surely Christ thy grief [griefs] [sins] hath [has] borne | | | | | | | |
d286 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d287 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
d288 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d289 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d290 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d291 | The gentle Savior calls | | | | | | | |
d292 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
d293 | The gospel comes to guilty men | | | | | | | |
d294 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d295 | The Lord abounds with tender love | | | | | | | |
d296 | The Lord himself, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d297 | The night is far spent, and the day is at hand | | | | | | | |
d298 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
d299 | The rising God forsakes the tomb | | | | | | | |
d300 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |