# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Abide in Thee, in that deep love of Thine | | | | | | | |
d2 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All the earth is wrapped in shadow | | | | | | | |
d5 | Alleluia, it is done, Christ is risen | | | | | | | |
d6 | Always with us, always with us, Words of cheer | | | | | | | |
d7 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d8 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d9 | Arise, all souls, arise The watch is past | | | | | | | |
d10 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d11 | As I am I come to thee, Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d12 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d13 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beautiful golden sunbeams | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d16 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d17 | Bright gleams again Chautauqua's wave | | | | | | | |
d18 | Brightly gleams our banner | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christ is knocking at my sad heart | | | | | | | |
d20 | Cling to the Mighty One | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come unto me [him], when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d25 | Courage, brother, do not stumble | | | | | | | |
d26 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d27 | Do good to others when you can | | | | | | | |
d28 | Endeavorers, endeavorers, O hear the Master's call | | | | | | | |
d29 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d30 | Father, holy Guardian, in thy tender love | | | | | | | |
d31 | Father in heaven, humbly before thee | | | | | | | |
d32 | Father, thy name be praised, thy kingdom given | | | | | | | |
d33 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d34 | For all that God in mercy sends | | | | | | | |
d35 | Forward be our [thy] watchword, steps [hearts] and voices | | | | | | | |
d36 | Fountain of purity, opened for sin | | | | | | | |
d37 | Fresh from the throne of glory | | | | | | | |
d38 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d39 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d40 | Glory and praise and honor | | | | | | | |
d41 | Glory to God on high, Let praises fill the sky | | | | | | | |
d42 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d43 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
d44 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark, the bells are ringing, The Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d48 | He leads us by paths we did [do] not know | | | | | | | |
d49 | Heart of Jesus, rent in twain | | | | | | | |
d50 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d51 | Holy Spirit from above, fill our hearts | | | | | | | |
d52 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
d53 | I am trusting thee, Lord Jesus, trusting only thee | | | | | | | |
d54 | I have wandered far away | | | | | | | |
d55 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d56 | I know no life divided | | | | | | | |
d57 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d58 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d59 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
d60 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d61 | I want to tell of Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
d62 | If I were a voice, a persuasive voice | | | | | | | |
d63 | If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail | | | | | | | |
d64 | If we only sought to brighten | | | | | | | |
d65 | If you have a kind word, say it | | | | | | | |
d66 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d67 | In some way or other, the Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
d68 | In thy name, O Lord, assembling We, thy people, now draw near | | | | | | | |
d69 | Incense from dews of the morning | | | | | | | |
d70 | Is this thy time of trouble | | | | | | | |
d71 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d72 | I've found a Friend, O, such a Friend | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus from thy heavenly home | | | | | | | |
d75 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d76 | Jesus, our Pilot, is guiding us on | | | | | | | |
d77 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d78 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d79 | Jesus thou hast bought us | | | | | | | |
d80 | Join, O friends, in a memory song | | | | | | | |
d81 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d82 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
d83 | Look up look up to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d84 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Bid us now depart in peace | | | | | | | |
d85 | Lord, from thine altars on every mountain | | | | | | | |
d86 | Lord God of my salvation, To thee, to Thee | | | | | | | |
d87 | Lord of all life, the near, the far | | | | | | | |
d88 | Lord of the morning, dews are ascending | | | | | | | |
d89 | Lord, thy glory fills the heaven | | | | | | | |
d90 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d91 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d92 | March, march onward, soldiers true | | | | | | | |
d93 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d94 | My boy, when they ask you to drink | | | | | | | |
d95 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d96 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d97 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d98 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |
d99 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d100 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |