The Praise

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d201O the fields are ripe for [with] harvest
d202O thou Sun of glorious splendor
d203O thou that hearest prayer
d204O Thou, whose tender mercy hears
d205O weep not for the joys that fade, Like evening lights away
d206O what is life, 'tis like a flower that blossoms and is gone
d207O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
d208O where is now that glowing love
d209O where shall rest be found
d210O'er forest, o'er mountain and meadow
d211O'er silent field and lonely lawn
d212Once a white rabbit
d213Once I thought my mountain strong
d214One by one, the brown leaves fall
d215Open the door for the children
d216Our Father God who art in heaven, all hallowed
d217Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites
d218Our home beyond forever fair
d219Our sins and sorrows, how they rise
d220Over the river of death, into the silent land
d221Peace, troubled soul, whose [thy] plaintive moan
d222Peacefully lay her down to rest
d223People of the living God! I have sought the world
d224Praise the Lord, who reigns above
d225Praise to God, immortal praise
d226Praise to the Lord on high
d227Praise waiteth for thee, praise waiteth for thee
d228Praise ye the Lord, all nature join
d229Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ
d230Praise ye the Lord, praise ye the Lord
d231Prince of peace control my will
d232Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore
d233Rest, rest, rest, spirit, rest
d234Return, my soul, enjoy, rest
d235Safely through another week
d236Savior, happy would I be if I could but trust in Thee
d237Savior, haste, our souls are waiting
d238Savior, lead us gently, kindly
d239See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun
d240See the pretty mottled quail
d241Serene, I laid [lay] me down, beneath God's [his] guardian care
d242Servants of God, in joyful lays
d243Shall we gather o'er the river, when the toils of life are past
d244Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges
d245Sing, O heavens, and be joyful, O earth
d246Sing to the Lord a new made song, who wondrous
d247Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message
d248Sleep on, sleep on, sleep happily on
d249Softly fades the twilight ray
d250Softly now the light of day
d251Softly, softly, sweetly sing
d252Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor
d253Son of God thy blessing grant
d254Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise
d255Speak with kindness, loving tender
d256Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit
d257Still evening comes, with gentle shade
d258Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died]
d259Stricken, smitten and afflicted, See him dying on [Lo he dies upon] the tree
d260Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream
d261Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d262Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest
d263Sweet Sovereign of the earth and sky
d264Sweet was the time when first I felt
d265Tell me where is fancy bred
d266The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d267The gentle Savior calls
d268The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned
d269The God of harvest praise
d270The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave
d271The Lord is risen indeed, And are the tidings true
d272The Lord is risen indeed; Then justice
d273The marvelous work, behold amazed
d274The midnight stars are gleaming
d275The pity of the Lord
d276The Savior lives, no more to die
d277The soft winds of summer, Ah schoolmates goodbye
d278The voice of free grace cries escape
d279The world is fair to those who live for God
d280There is a calm for those who [that] weep
d281There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal
d282There is a land immortal, The beautiful of lands
d283There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen
d284There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d285There is a stream whose gentle flow
d286There is an hour of hallowed peace
d287There is an hour of peaceful rest
d288There is no time like the old time
d289They who seek the throne of grace
d290Think, O ye, who fondly languish, O'er the grave
d291This place is holy ground
d292This world is all a fleeting show
d293Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d294Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d295Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
d296Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord
d297Three brown cows, come into the meadow
d298Thy hand, O God, which rolls [holds] the spheres
d299Thy loving Spirit, Lord, alone
d300'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow

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