# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d102 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d103 | The Savior is everything precious to me | | | | | | | |
d104 | The Savior is knocking outside your heart's door | | | | | | | |
d105 | The Savior who loves me | | | | | | | |
d106 | The service of Jesus true pleasure affords | | | | | | | |
d107 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d108 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d109 | There is a Shepherd who cares for his own | | | | | | | |
d110 | There is power in the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d112 | There's a sweet and blessed story | | | | | | | |
d113 | There's power, mighty power in the word of the King | | | | | | | |
d114 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
d115 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d116 | This is the question that you must face | | | | | | | |
d117 | Though the angry surges roll On my tempest driven soul | | | | | | | |
d118 | Though you are helpless and lonely and poor | | | | | | | |
d119 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d120 | 'Tis finished, the Messiah dies | | | | | | | |
d121 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d122 | 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give | | | | | | | |
d123 | Trusting Jesus, wonderful Guide | | | | | | | |
d124 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d125 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d126 | We read of a home for the blest | | | | | | | |
d127 | We're counting the blessings | | | | | | | |
d128 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d129 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
d130 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d131 | When a child, I used to hear my mother | | | | | | | |
d132 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d133 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
d134 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
d135 | When my debt to God was resting on my soul | | | | | | | |
d136 | When the burden is hard to bear | | | | | | | |
d137 | When the storm is raging and the heart is sad | | | | | | | |
d138 | When the sun shines bright and your heart is light | | | | | | | |
d139 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time | | | | | | | |
d140 | Where art thou, soul in secret hiding | | | | | | | |
d141 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d142 | While bearing my burden in sadness | | | | | | | |
d143 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d144 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d145 | Whisper a prayer in the morning | | | | | | | |
d146 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d147 | Why should I fear the tempest | | | | | | | |
d148 | Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
d149 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d150 | Would you gain the victory over every sin | | | | | | | |
d151 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
d152 | You have wandered far on the desert lone | | | | | | | |