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d201 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d202 | Suppose the [a] little cowslip | | | | | | | |
d203 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d204 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d205 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d206 | Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
d207 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d208 | Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
d209 | Thanks to God for every blessing | | | | | | | |
d210 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
d211 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d212 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest | | | | | | | |
d213 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d214 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d215 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d216 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
d217 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d218 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d219 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d220 | There is work to do for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d221 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d222 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d223 | Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us | | | | | | | |
d224 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
d225 | Thy faithfulness, Lord each [every] moment we find | | | | | | | |
d226 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d227 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d228 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d229 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d230 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d231 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
d232 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d233 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d234 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d235 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d236 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d237 | When o'er earth is breaking | | | | | | | |
d238 | When saints gather round thee dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d239 | When shall thy love constrain and force me to thy breast | | | | | | | |
d240 | When this song of praise shall cease | | | | | | | |
d241 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d242 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d243 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
d244 | With joy we lift our eyes To those bright realms above | | | | | | | |
d245 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d246 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d247 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
d248 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |