# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A friend I have called Jesus, Whose love is | | | | | | | |
d2 | A friend of Jesus, O what bliss | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All for Jesus, all for Jesus, All my being's ransomed powers | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d6 | All I need through joy or sorrow | | | | | | | |
d7 | All on the altar I have laid | | | | | | | |
d8 | All the way my Savior leads me | | | | | | | |
d9 | All things are ready, come to the feast | | | | | | | |
d10 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d11 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d12 | Are you free to work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d13 | Carry the message with you | | | | | | | |
d14 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, get acquainted with Jesus your Lord | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, hear me tell the story | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d19 | Commissioned by the Lord are we | | | | | | | |
d20 | Deeper, deeper in the love of Jesus Daily let me go | | | | | | | |
d21 | Far, far away, in heathen darkness dwelling | | | | | | | |
d22 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d23 | God sent his mighty power | | | | | | | |
d24 | God, who sits upon his mighty throne | | | | | | | |
d25 | God will take care of me, this promise true | | | | | | | |
d26 | Have thy way in me, O Master | | | | | | | |
d27 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d28 | Have you ever felt the power | | | | | | | |
d29 | He pardoned my transgressions | | | | | | | |
d30 | I am looking for the Bridegroom | | | | | | | |
d31 | I am redeemed, all glory to the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d32 | I am rejoicing in Jesus, He who from sin | | | | | | | |
d33 | I am watching for the coming of my Savior | | | | | | | |
d34 | I believe in the old time religion, For it saves from all sin here below | | | | | | | |
d35 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d36 | I have heard some people say, who are in the | | | | | | | |
d37 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d38 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d39 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d40 | I never shall forget the day when Jesus washed | | | | | | | |
d41 | I remember when my burdens rolled away | | | | | | | |
d42 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
d43 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d44 | If things don't go to suit you | | | | | | | |
d45 | If your burdens heavy grow | | | | | | | |
d46 | I'll go all the way with my Savior | | | | | | | |
d47 | I'm abiding in the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d48 | I'm rejoicing night and day | | | | | | | |
d49 | In God's book we read in words that brightly glow | | | | | | | |
d50 | In shady green pastures | | | | | | | |
d51 | In the midst of joy and blessing | | | | | | | |
d52 | In the misty days of yore Jesus' precious blood had power | | | | | | | |
d53 | In times of distress, of darkness and gloom | | | | | | | |
d54 | I've enlisted for life in the army of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d55 | I've received an invitation | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus found me when after I wandered | | | | | | | |
d57 | Joys are flowing like a river | | | | | | | |
d58 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d59 | Just lean upon the arms of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d60 | Leaving all to follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
d61 | Lord, we're enlisted to fight aginst sin | | | | | | | |
d62 | Marvelous grace of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d63 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d64 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d65 | My heart o'erflows with love | | | | | | | |
d66 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d67 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d68 | My life is not what it used to be | | | | | | | |
d69 | My pilgrim staff I take with joy | | | | | | | |
d70 | My sheep know my voice, and the path that I take | | | | | | | |
d71 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d72 | O church of God, awake, arise | | | | | | | |
d73 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d74 | O for a heart that is whiter than snow | | | | | | | |
d75 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d76 | O I love to tell the blessed story | | | | | | | |
d77 | O Lord my praise shall be to thee | | | | | | | |
d78 | O magnify the Lord with me, ye people of his choice | | | | | | | |
d79 | O my heart sings today, sings for joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
d80 | O the joy [joys] of sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d81 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d82 | O what a wonderful Savior in Jesus my Lord I | | | | | | | |
d83 | O ye dwellers in the lowlands dreary | | | | | | | |
d84 | One is walking with me | | | | | | | |
d85 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d86 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d87 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d88 | Sins of years are washed away | | | | | | | |
d89 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d90 | Some day I'll sing the new song | | | | | | | |
d91 | Tell Jesus when the burden seems too great | | | | | | | |
d92 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d93 | The cares and sorrows of this life | | | | | | | |
d94 | The church bells chime from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
d95 | The little children Christ received | | | | | | | |
d96 | The Lord to earth from heaven came | | | | | | | |
d97 | The love of Christ fills all my heart | | | | | | | |
d98 | The time will not be long until we see our Savior | | | | | | | |
d99 | There are faces dear that I hold in memory | | | | | | | |
d100 | There is a stream that flows from Calvary | | | | | | | |