New Standard Singer, Pt. 1-7

#	Text	Tune
d201	Soldier [Soldiers] of Christ, why thus cast down
d202	Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor
d203	Songs of praise the angels sang
d204	Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise
d205	Souls in heathen darkness lying
d206	Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve
d207	Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d208	Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d209	Swiftly pass the seasons round
d210	Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above
d211	Tell us now, the joys of heaven
d212	That awful day will surely come
d213	The Bible tells us, God is Light
d214	The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d215	The leaves around decay
d216	The light of Sabbath eve is fading
d217	The Lord himself, the mighty Lord
d218	The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d219	The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d220	The race that long in darkness pined
d221	There is a better world, they say
d222	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d223	There is a glorious world above, Where sorrow is unknown
d224	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d225	There is a little, lonely fold
d226	There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray
d227	There is a stream whose gentle flow
d228	There's not a tint that paints the rose
d229	They took my Savior's name in vain
d230	This is a precious book indeed
d231	Thou great Creator, sovereign Lord
d232	Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on
d233	Time is earnest, passing by
d234	To thee, O blessed Savior
d235	To thy father and thy mother
d236	Tossed upon life's raging billow
d237	We are on the deep
d238	We know there's a bright and glorious home
d239	We plough the fertile meadows
d240	We plough the fertile meadows
d241	We sing of the realms of the blest
d242	Weep for the fallen, hang your heads in sorrow
d243	Weeping will not save me [you], though my face
d244	We're looking unto Jesus
d245	We've listed in a [the] holy war
d246	What led the Son of God
d247	What various hindrances we meet
d248	When I can read my title clear
d249	When shall the voice of singing flow
d250	When this passing world is done
d251	When thy mortal life is fled
d252	When, where, and how shall I die
d253	Where the faded flower shall freshen
d254	While life prolongs its precious light
d255	While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d256	Who hath sorrows, who hath woes, Who hath babblings?
d257	Why did Jesus come from heaven
d258	Why should we covet the joy of a day
d259	Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours
d260	Yes, let our congregations sing
d261	Yes, my native land, I love thee
d262	Yes, there are little ones in heaven
d263	Yes, we trust the day is breaking
d264	Young men and maidens, raise
d265	Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded