# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I bow my forehead to the dust, I veil mine eyes for shame | | | | | | | |
d102 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d103 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d104 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d105 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d106 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d107 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d108 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d109 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d110 | I need Jesus, my need I now confess | | | | | | | |
d111 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d112 | I shall see the King Where the angels sing | | | | | | | |
d113 | I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew | | | | | | | |
d114 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d115 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d116 | I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ | | | | | | | |
d117 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
d118 | If, on a [the] quiet sea Toward [Towards] heaven | | | | | | | |
d119 | I'll tell to all that God is love | | | | | | | |
d120 | I'm pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
d121 | In Christ there is no east or [nor] west | | | | | | | |
d122 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d123 | In sorrow I wandered | | | | | | | |
d124 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d125 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d126 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d127 | It may not be our lot to wield The sickle [sickles] in the ripened field | | | | | | | |
d128 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus, I am coming home today | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus may come today | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus, Rose of Sharon, bloom within [blooming in] | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus spreads his banner o'er us | | | | | | | |
d140 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d141 | Jesus, thou divine companion | | | | | | | |
d142 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
d143 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d144 | Joys are flowing like a river | | | | | | | |
d145 | Just a few more days to be filled with praise | | | | | | | |
d146 | Just as I am, thine own to be | | | | | | | |
d147 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d148 | Keep thyself pure, Christ's soldier, hear | | | | | | | |
d149 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d150 | Lead on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come | | | | | | | |
d151 | Let the song go round the earth | | | | | | | |
d152 | Let us with a joyful mind | | | | | | | |
d153 | Light of the world, we hail thee | | | | | | | |
d154 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d155 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord, as of old at Pentecost, thou didst thy power display | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord of earth, thy forming [beauteous] [mighty] hand | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lord, on thy returning day | | | | | | | |
d160 | Lord, speak to me [us] that I [we] may speak | | | | | | | |
d161 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d162 | Love thyself last | | | | | | | |
d163 | Lovely to the outward eye | | | | | | | |
d164 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d165 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d166 | Man of sorrow [sorrows], what a name | | | | | | | |
d167 | Marvelous grace of our loving Lord | | | | | | | |
d168 | Master, no offering, costly and sweet | | | | | | | |
d169 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d170 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d171 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d172 | More about Jesus would I know | | | | | | | |
d173 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d174 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d175 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d176 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d177 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d178 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d179 | My God, I thank Thee who hast made the earth so bright | | | | | | | |
d180 | My God, is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
d181 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |
d182 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d183 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d184 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d185 | My Master was a worker | | | | | | | |
d186 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d187 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
d188 | No, not despairingly come I to thee | | | | | | | |
d189 | Not alone for mighty empire Stretching far o'er land and sea | | | | | | | |
d190 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d191 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
d192 | O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother | | | | | | | |
d193 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d194 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d195 | O Father, hear my morning prayer | | | | | | | |
d196 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d197 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d198 | O for that flame of living fire | | | | | | | |
d199 | O give thanks to Him who made morning light and evening shade | | | | | | | |
d200 | O God, the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |