# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d102 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
d103 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d104 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d105 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d106 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d107 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d108 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d109 | Someone will knock at the saints bright home | | | | | | | |
d110 | Sometimes when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
d111 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d112 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d113 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d114 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d116 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d117 | Tempted and tried we're oft made to [we often do] wonder [wander] | | | | | | | |
d118 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d119 | The best of wisdom is to know | | | | | | | |
d120 | The castle of the human heart | | | | | | | |
d121 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d122 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
d123 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d124 | The hands that were nailed to Calvary's tree | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Holy Spirit speaks today | | | | | | | |
d126 | The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want, He leadeth me night and day | | | | | | | |
d127 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d128 | There is a habitation, built by the living God | | | | | | | |
d129 | There is a home prepared above | | | | | | | |
d130 | There is much to do, there's work on every hand | | | | | | | |
d131 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d132 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
d133 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d134 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a sweet old story, beautiful and true | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d137 | Those beautiful, beautiful fields of grain | | | | | | | |
d138 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d139 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d140 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
d141 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d142 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d143 | 'Tis my Lord who knows all my griefs and woes | | | | | | | |
d144 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d145 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d146 | To the promised home in glory | | | | | | | |
d147 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d148 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d149 | We are gliding away from the vale of time | | | | | | | |
d150 | We are going home to rest | | | | | | | |
d151 | We are told that the righteous shall go | | | | | | | |
d152 | We once were lost in sin | | | | | | | |
d153 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d154 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d155 | We should love and help each other | | | | | | | |
d156 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d157 | What a wonderful Savior is Jesus to me | | | | | | | |
d158 | What light is this shining so brightly | | | | | | | |
d159 | Whate'er you do in word or deed | | | | | | | |
d160 | Whatsoever you sow, that you also reap | | | | | | | |
d161 | When in that better land before the bar we stand | | | | | | | |
d162 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d163 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d164 | When we in the judgment stand | | | | | | | |
d165 | When we meet in sweet communion | | | | | | | |
d166 | When we obey from the heart the Lord | | | | | | | |
d167 | Who at my [the] [thy] door [who] is standing [knocking] | | | | | | | |
d168 | Why did my Savior come to earth | | | | | | | |
d169 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d170 | Why keep Jesus waiting | | | | | | | |
d171 | Why slight the blessed Savior so | | | | | | | |
d172 | Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
d173 | With friends on earth we meet in [with] gladness | | | | | | | |
d174 | Without hope of God I was down in sin | | | | | | | |
d175 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d176 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d177 | Worthy of praise is Christ our Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d178 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |