# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d302 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d303 | There is a home eternal, beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d304 | There is a land, a happy land, Where tears are wiped away | | | | | | | |
d305 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d306 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d307 | There is a spot to [for] me more dear | | | | | | | |
d308 | There is a story ever new, I'll tell it o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d309 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d310 | There is an unseen hand to me | | | | | | | |
d311 | There was [is] one who was willing to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
d312 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d313 | There's a beautiful land far beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d314 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d315 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d316 | There's a land mid the stars, we are told | | | | | | | |
d317 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d318 | There's a region above, free from sin and temptation | | | | | | | |
d319 | There's light in the valley of shadows | | | | | | | |
d320 | They are gathering, slowly gathering | | | | | | | |
d321 | They tell me the story of travel | | | | | | | |
d322 | Thou, Lord, hast ever been my guide | | | | | | | |
d323 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d324 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d325 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
d326 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d327 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
d328 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d329 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d330 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d331 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d332 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d333 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d334 | 'Tis the gospel's joyful tidings | | | | | | | |
d335 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d336 | To heaven I lift my waiting eyes | | | | | | | |
d337 | To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb] | | | | | | | |
d338 | To thy temple we repair | | | | | | | |
d339 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d340 | 'Twas on the cross of Calvary's mountain | | | | | | | |
d341 | 'Twas with an everlasting love | | | | | | | |
d342 | Up to the bountiful [beautiful] Giver of life | | | | | | | |
d343 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d344 | Walk beside me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d345 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d346 | We are going down the valley | | | | | | | |
d347 | We are nearing that bright mansion | | | | | | | |
d348 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d349 | We read of a place where ransomed ones dwell | | | | | | | |
d350 | We shall reach the river side | | | | | | | |
d351 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d352 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d353 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d354 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d355 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d356 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d357 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d358 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d359 | When mother prayed! O precious hour | | | | | | | |
d360 | When overwhelmed with doubts and fear | | | | | | | |
d361 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d362 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d363 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d364 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
d365 | When we get home to that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d366 | When with the Savior we enter the glory land | | | | | | | |
d367 | Why should mortals doubt and fear | | | | | | | |
d368 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d369 | With friends on earth we meet in [with] gladness | | | | | | | |
d370 | With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear | | | | | | | |
d371 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d372 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d373 | Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds | | | | | | | |
d374 | Ye pilgrims of Zion, and chosen of God | | | | | | | |
d375 | Ye ransomed sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
d376 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d377 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d378 | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |