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d501 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
d502 | The church has waited long | | | | | | | |
d503 | The countless multitudes on high | | | | | | | |
d504 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d505 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d506 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d507 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d508 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
d509 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d510 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d511 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
d512 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d513 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d514 | The promises I [we] sing which love supreme [sovereign love] once [hath] spoke | | | | | | | |
d515 | The rosy morn has robed the sky | | | | | | | |
d516 | The saints of old in Stephen's day | | | | | | | |
d517 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d518 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d519 | The Savior kindly calls Our children | | | | | | | |
d520 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d521 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d522 | The Spirit breathes upon the Word | | | | | | | |
d523 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d524 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d525 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d526 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
d527 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d528 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
d529 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d530 | There is a line, by us unseen | | | | | | | |
d531 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d532 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d533 | There is no sorrow, Lord, too light [slight] | | | | | | | |
d534 | These mortal joys, how soon they fade | | | | | | | |
d535 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d536 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
d537 | This is the day of light | | | | | | | |
d538 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d539 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
d540 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d541 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
d542 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d543 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
d544 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d545 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d546 | 'Tis God the Father we adore | | | | | | | |
d547 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d548 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d549 | 'Tis thine alone, Almighty Name, to raise the dead to life | | | | | | | |
d550 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d551 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d552 | To thee this temple we devote | | | | | | | |
d553 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
d554 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d555 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d556 | Trembling before thine awful throne | | | | | | | |
d557 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
d558 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d559 | Uplift the banner, let it float skyward and seaward | | | | | | | |
d560 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d561 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
d562 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d563 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
d564 | We bid thee welcome in the name of Jesus, our exalted | | | | | | | |
d565 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d566 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d567 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
d568 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d569 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
d570 | Weeping soul, no longer mourn, Jesus all thy griefs hath borne | | | | | | | |
d571 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
d572 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d573 | Welcome, thou Victor in the strife | | | | | | | |
d574 | Welcome to me the darkest night | | | | | | | |
d575 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d576 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d577 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d578 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d579 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d580 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d581 | When downward to the darksome tomb | | | | | | | |
d582 | When first, o'erwhelmed with sin and shame | | | | | | | |
d583 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d584 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d585 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d586 | When like a stranger on our sphere | | | | | | | |
d587 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d588 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d589 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d590 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d591 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
d592 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d593 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d594 | When wounded sore the stricken soul [heart] | | | | | | | |
d595 | Where the mourner, weeping | | | | | | | |
d596 | While in this sacred rite of thine | | | | | | | |
d597 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d598 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d599 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d600 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |