# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | No book is like the Bible | | | | | | | |
d103 | Not any works that I may do | | | | | | | |
d104 | Now as the day is ending | | | | | | | |
d105 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d106 | Now the light has gone away | | | | | | | |
d107 | O children, lift your voices | | | | | | | |
d108 | O clap your hands, ye oceans | | | | | | | |
d109 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d110 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d111 | [O] God, who [that] madest [made the] earth and heaven [sky] | | | | | | | |
d112 | O heavenly father bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
d113 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d114 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d115 | O sweet Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d116 | O there is a beautiful city, just over | | | | | | | |
d117 | O who is this that cometh from Edom | | | | | | | |
d118 | O wondrous love, the love of Christ | | | | | | | |
d119 | O Word of God incarnate | | | | | | | |
d120 | On our way rejoicing, As we homeward move | | | | | | | |
d121 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
d122 | One there is above all others, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d123 | Onward, Christian, onward go, Join the war | | | | | | | |
d124 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d125 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d126 | Our Christmas tree is decked once more | | | | | | | |
d127 | Our year of jubilee has come | | | | | | | |
d128 | Pleasant are Thy courts above In the land of light | | | | | | | |
d129 | Press on my soul nor heed the deepening | | | | | | | |
d130 | Rejoice, O yes, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d131 | Rejoice, rejoice, for Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
d132 | Ring out the bells for Christmas | | | | | | | |
d133 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d134 | Round the [thy] Lord in glory seated | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sadly in the gathering gloom | | | | | | | |
d136 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d137 | Savior, blessed Savior, listen while we sing | | | | | | | |
d138 | Savior, listen to our prayer, poor and sinful though we are | | | | | | | |
d139 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d140 | Saw you never in the twilight When the sun | | | | | | | |
d141 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d142 | Shepherd sweet and fair, and holy | | | | | | | |
d143 | Sing of Jesus, of his mercy in the pardon | | | | | | | |
d144 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d145 | Son of God, eternal Word | | | | | | | |
d146 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d147 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d148 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
d149 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d150 | Tears will not save me | | | | | | | |
d151 | Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment | | | | | | | |
d152 | Tender Shepherd, help me | | | | | | | |
d153 | The blind man, in his darkness | | | | | | | |
d154 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d155 | The day of praise is done | | | | | | | |
d156 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
d157 | The fields are all white and the reapers are few | | | | | | | |
d158 | The mistakes of my life are [have been] many | | | | | | | |
d159 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d160 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d161 | The morning stars were singing with joy | | | | | | | |
d162 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d163 | The Son of God in mighty love came down | | | | | | | |
d164 | The wise may bring their learning | | | | | | | |
d165 | The world itself keeps Easter day | | | | | | | |
d166 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d167 | There is no love like the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d168 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d169 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d170 | Those eternal bowers man hath never trod | | | | | | | |
d171 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d172 | Through the night of doubt [pain] and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d173 | Thy home is with the humble, Lord | | | | | | | |
d174 | 'Tis grace, 'tis grace, 'tis wonderful grace | | | | | | | |
d175 | To Jesus' blood I owe my soul's supremest good | | | | | | | |
d176 | Today our blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d177 | Up and away, like the dew of the morning | | | | | | | |
d178 | Up and work, for Jesus calls us | | | | | | | |
d179 | Wake, wake the song, our glad jubilee | | | | | | | |
d180 | We are pilgrims marching onward | | | | | | | |
d181 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
d182 | We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring | | | | | | | |
d183 | We never will think there is naught we can do | | | | | | | |
d184 | What means this glory round our feet | | | | | | | |
d185 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d186 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d187 | When the martyred One I see | | | | | | | |
d188 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d189 | Who are these like stars appearing | | | | | | | |
d190 | Why should we be discouraged | | | | | | | |
d191 | With hearts in love abounding, Prepare | | | | | | | |
d192 | Zion, Zion [Sion, Sion], haste to meet Him | | | | | | | |