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d201 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d202 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d203 | Should sorrow o'er thy brow | | | | | | | |
d204 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d205 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d206 | Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go | | | | | | | |
d207 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d208 | Sinner [sinners], we are sent to bid you | | | | | | | |
d209 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d210 | Softly on the breath of evening | | | | | | | |
d211 | Soldiers on life's battlefield | | | | | | | |
d212 | Songs of praise the angels snag | | | | | | | |
d213 | Souls are perishing before thee | | | | | | | |
d214 | Stand up for Jesus, Christian stand | | | | | | | |
d215 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d216 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d217 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d218 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d219 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d220 | Sweetly let us join our evening prayer | | | | | | | |
d221 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d222 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d223 | The angels now are calling | | | | | | | |
d224 | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
d225 | The Christian pilgrim sings, Heaven's my home | | | | | | | |
d226 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, And [His] royal state maintains | | | | | | | |
d227 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d228 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d229 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d230 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d231 | The voice of wisdom cries [hear] be in time | | | | | | | |
d232 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d233 | There are lights by the shore [in the harbor] of that country | | | | | | | |
d234 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d235 | There is a better world, they say | | | | | | | |
d236 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d237 | There is a home where all is bright | | | | | | | |
d238 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d239 | There is a radiant, sunny clime | | | | | | | |
d240 | There is a spot to [for] me more dear | | | | | | | |
d241 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
d242 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d243 | There is rest beyond life's journey | | | | | | | |
d244 | There's a Friend above all others, well deserves | | | | | | | |
d245 | These are the crowns that we shall wear | | | | | | | |
d246 | They are sowing their seed in the daylight | | | | | | | |
d247 | They crucified my Savior upon Mount Calvary | | | | | | | |
d248 | They hung King Jesus on a rude, rugged tree | | | | | | | |
d249 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d250 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d251 | Though in the outward, earthly church below | | | | | | | |
d252 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d253 | Through grace, I am determined | | | | | | | |
d254 | To a calm and lovely sea | | | | | | | |
d255 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d256 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d257 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d258 | Tossed with rough winds, and faint with fear | | | | | | | |
d259 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who died on the [a] tree [cross] | | | | | | | |
d260 | Vain are all terrestrial pleasures | | | | | | | |
d261 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d262 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn [dawn] | | | | | | | |
d263 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | | | | | | | |
d264 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d265 | We dwell this side of Jordan's stream | | | | | | | |
d266 | Weary souls that [who] wander wide | | | | | | | |
d267 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d268 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d269 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d270 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d271 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d272 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d273 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d274 | When faint and weary toiling [working] | | | | | | | |
d275 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d276 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d277 | When I think of that city of light | | | | | | | |
d278 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d279 | When power divine in mortal form hushed | | | | | | | |
d280 | When shall I see the day that ends my woes | | | | | | | |
d281 | When the tempest rages high sailing on [o'er] life's boisterous sea | | | | | | | |
d282 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d283 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d284 | When we pass through yonder river | | | | | | | |
d285 | Whence came the armies of the sky | | | | | | | |
d286 | Where shall the weary find | | | | | | | |
d287 | While across life's ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d288 | While through this world we roam | | | | | | | |
d289 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d290 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d291 | Why should we boast of time to come | | | | | | | |
d292 | With stately [steady] towers and bulwarks strong | | | | | | | |
d293 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d294 | Worthy, worthy is the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d295 | Would Jesus have the [a] sinner die | | | | | | | |
d296 | Wouldst thou be saved? No time to lose | | | | | | | |
d297 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d298 | Ye praying souls, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d299 | Ye soldiers of the cross, in the army of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d300 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |