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| d1 | Away in the wild one lone sheep had strayed | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Bowed with the weight of sin and shame | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Christ is risen, Christ is risen, Tell the joyful news today | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Come, all ye weary oppressed | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Dark is the night and cold, Fierce is the storm and bold | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Do trials often grieve your heart | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Down from his glory, Ever living story | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Drifting carelessly with the tide | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Fairest of ten thousand is Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Far dearer than all that the world can impart | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Fathomless love, what a wondrous theme | | | | | | | |
| d13 | God understands your sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d14 | God's tomorrow is a day of gladness | | | | | | | |
| d15 | God's way is the best way | | | | | | | |
| d16 | Hear the Lord of harvest sweetly calling | | | | | | | |
| d17 | How desolate my life would be | | | | | | | |
| d18 | I am not worthy of the least of his favor | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I am weak but thou art strong | | | | | | | |
| d20 | I do not know how One so high and glorious | | | | | | | |
| d21 | I do not know the depth [depths] of Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
| d22 | I do not know, why [how] oft round me | | | | | | | |
| d23 | I have walked alone with Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d24 | I hear my dying Savior say, follow me | | | | | | | |
| d25 | I must tell others the story | | | | | | | |
| d26 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
| d27 | I see a cross through a gateway of prayer | | | | | | | |
| d28 | I stand all amazed at the love | | | | | | | |
| d29 | I trust in God wherever I may be | | | | | | | |
| d30 | I was drifting away on life's pitiless sea | | | | | | | |
| d31 | I was lost in sin but Jesus rescued me | | | | | | | |
| d32 | I was straying when Christ found me | | | | | | | |
| d33 | I would love to tell you what I think of Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d34 | If when you give the best of your service | | | | | | | |
| d35 | If you could know how Jesus loves you | | | | | | | |
| d36 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
| d37 | In fancy I stood by the shore | | | | | | | |
| d38 | In shady green pastures | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Is there someone who can meet my need | | | | | | | |
| d40 | It was alone the Savior prayed in dark Gethsemene | | | | | | | |
| d41 | It was His love for me | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Jesus alone could bring salvation | | | | | | | |
| d43 | Jesus has promised my Shepherd to be | | | | | | | |
| d44 | Jesus, my Lord, will love me forever | | | | | | | |
| d45 | Jesus will walk with me down through the valley | | | | | | | |
| d46 | Lift up your eyes to Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d47 | Love sent my Savior to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
| d48 | My Father is omnipotent, and that you can't deny | | | | | | | |
| d49 | My life was full of sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d50 | My Lord has garments so wondrous fine | | | | | | | |
| d51 | My only hope must be in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d52 | No one knows how long the journey | | | | | | | |
| d53 | No one understands like Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d54 | O how well do I remember | | | | | | | |
| d55 | O Lord most high, thou holy God and Savior | | | | | | | |
| d56 | O shout the tidings far and near | | | | | | | |
| d57 | O soul, are you troubled with doubting and fear | | | | | | | |
| d58 | On Calvary alone he died | | | | | | | |
| d59 | Once I was far from my Lord away | | | | | | | |
| d60 | One sat alone beside the highway begging | | | | | | | |
| d61 | Only to be what he wants me to be | | | | | | | |
| d62 | Our blessed Lord was smitten on the cross | | | | | | | |
| d63 | Some glorious morning sorrow will cease | | | | | | | |
| d64 | Somehow I know that Christ is mine | | | | | | | |
| d65 | Sometimes, when my faith would falter | | | | | | | |
| d66 | Somewhere a brother was bowed down with care | | | | | | | |
| d67 | The love of God is greater far | | | | | | | |
| d68 | The service of Jesus true pleasure affords | | | | | | | |
| d69 | The vain regrets of yesterday | | | | | | | |
| d70 | The world says I'm dreaming, but I know 'tis Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d71 | There have been names that I have loved to hear | | | | | | | |
| d72 | There is a name to me so dear | | | | | | | |
| d73 | There is therefore now no condemnation | | | | | | | |
| d74 | There may be tears to shed as we travel home | | | | | | | |
| d75 | There was [is] one who was willing to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
| d76 | There'll be light in the sky, from the palace on high | | | | | | | |
| d77 | There's a garden where Jesus is waiting | | | | | | | |
| d78 | There's a line that is drawn by rejecting our Lord | | | | | | | |
| d79 | There's a wonderful name, 'tis Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d80 | There's the wonder of sunset at evening | | | | | | | |
| d81 | Trust in the lord with all thine heart | | | | | | | |
| d82 | 'Twas the dark, lonely hour of midnight | | | | | | | |
| d83 | Up Calvary's mountain one dreadful morn | | | | | | | |
| d84 | We shall see his lovely face | | | | | | | |
| d85 | When comes to the weary a blessed release | | | | | | | |
| d86 | When I am weary from toil and care | | | | | | | |
| d87 | When I shall come to the end of my way | | | | | | | |
| d88 | When the brightest star has faded | | | | | | | |
| d89 | When we reach the land of light | | | | | | | |
| d90 | When your heart is aching, turn to Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d91 | Who can cheer the heart like Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d92 | Why should I feel discouraged | | | | | | | |
| d93 | You cannot hide from God | | | | | | | |
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