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d201 | The evening sun was sinking low | | | | | | | |
d202 | The father spoke to the eldest son | | | | | | | |
d203 | The fields are all white, but the laborers are few | | | | | | | |
d204 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d205 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d206 | The path that leads me to the throne | | | | | | | |
d207 | The storm is awaking, The rocks are about thee | | | | | | | |
d208 | The village choir was singing | | | | | | | |
d209 | There are many pitfalls in the homeward way | | | | | | | |
d210 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d211 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d212 | There is a name of melody | | | | | | | |
d213 | There is a sacred place where peace | | | | | | | |
d214 | There is little sadness, but a lot of gladness | | | | | | | |
d215 | There is one who for me died | | | | | | | |
d216 | There is pardon, full and free | | | | | | | |
d217 | There is someone knocking at your heart's door | | | | | | | |
d218 | There was never a cry of a sinsick soul | | | | | | | |
d219 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d220 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d221 | There's a land beyond the valley | | | | | | | |
d222 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d223 | There's no one else like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d224 | This earthly house is not enduring | | | | | | | |
d225 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d226 | Though I once was lost in sin | | | | | | | |
d227 | Through my soul like music stealing | | | | | | | |
d228 | Through the shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
d229 | To tell what he has done for me | | | | | | | |
d230 | To the field with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d231 | Toiling on life's pilgrim pathway | | | | | | | |
d232 | Watch thou, my soul, keep thy discerning | | | | | | | |
d233 | We are not very big, we know | | | | | | | |
d234 | We are on the road to the soul's abode | | | | | | | |
d235 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d236 | We read in the book of a Savior | | | | | | | |
d237 | We shall see the face of the King of grace | | | | | | | |
d238 | We will sing the precious story | | | | | | | |
d239 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d240 | What a happy, happy song they're singing | | | | | | | |
d241 | What an anthem we shall raise | | | | | | | |
d242 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d243 | What hosannas we shall raise | | | | | | | |
d244 | What kind of seed are you sowing today | | | | | | | |
d245 | What lies before my soul on the morrow | | | | | | | |
d246 | What though the tempest is rising | | | | | | | |
d247 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d248 | When all the storms of life are o'er | | | | | | | |
d249 | When called to the judgment at last | | | | | | | |
d250 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d251 | When I reach my home eternal | | | | | | | |
d252 | When life and its cares shall forever be past | | | | | | | |
d253 | When my bark has sailed across the deep | | | | | | | |
d254 | When our toil below is ended | | | | | | | |
d255 | When the clouds are dark above you | | | | | | | |
d256 | When the deep shadows linger around you | | | | | | | |
d257 | When the King awakened in His lowly grave | | | | | | | |
d258 | When the light of God shone in | | | | | | | |
d259 | When the Lord shall call His people all together 'round the throne | | | | | | | |
d260 | When the night is long or when gone your song | | | | | | | |
d261 | When the Savior was born on that wonderful | | | | | | | |
d262 | When the shadows fall and the shepherds call | | | | | | | |
d263 | When the shepherd went seeking the wandering | | | | | | | |
d264 | When upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
d265 | When you at the footstool of mercy | | | | | | | |
d266 | Where the golden grain is waving | | | | | | | |
d267 | While nature has her changing seasons | | | | | | | |
d268 | While the zephyrs are blowing | | | | | | | |
d269 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d270 | Wonderful gift from the Father above | | | | | | | |
d271 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d272 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d273 | You may have to bear heavy loads of care | | | | | | | |