# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
602 | There is a thought, can lift the soul | | | | | | | |
603 | There sin shall never more annoy | | | | | | | |
604 | This house, O Lord, for thee we raise | | | | | | | |
605 | This stone to Thee in faith we lay | | | | | | | |
606 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
607 | Thou boundless source of every good | | | | | | | |
608 | Thou God of Jabez, hear | | | | | | | |
609 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
610 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
611 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
612 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
613 | Thou, who for sinners once was [wast] slain | | | | | | | |
614 | Though in the temple some are found | | | | | | | |
615 | Though nature's voice you must obey | | | | | | | |
616 | Though travelling through a wilderness | | | | | | | |
617 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
618 | Though we are simple, poor, weak, and young | | | | | | | |
619 | Through all the various [varying] shifting [passing] scene | | | | | | | |
620 | Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us | | | | | | | |
621 | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
622 | Thus saith the Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
623 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
624 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
625 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
626 | Thy promise, Lord, and thy command | | | | | | | |
627 | Thy throne, O God, in righteousness | | | | | | | |
628 | Thy ways, O Lord [God] with wise design | | | | | | | |
629 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
630 | 'Tis finished, the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
631 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
632 | 'Tis the Lord thus far hath brought me | | | | | | | |
633 | 'Tis the most blest and needful part | | | | | | | |
634 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
635 | To God most awful and most high | | | | | | | |
636 | To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men | | | | | | | |
637 | To honor those who gave us birth | | | | | | | |
638 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
639 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
640 | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
641 | To thee, my God and Savior | | | | | | | |
642 | To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb] | | | | | | | |
643 | To thee, O God, we homage pay | | | | | | | |
644 | To thee, O Lord, my heavenly King | | | | | | | |
645 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
646 | To us the voice of wisdom cries | | | | | | | |
647 | 'Twas Jesus' last and great command | | | | | | | |
648 | Unite my roving [rising] thoughts unite | | | | | | | |
649 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
650 | Upheld by thy supporting hand | | | | | | | |
651 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
652 | Visit, Lord, thy habitation | | | | | | | |
653 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
654 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
655 | We come, dear Jesus, to thy throne | | | | | | | |
656 | We sing the glorious Morning Star | | | | | | | |
657 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |
658 | We were lost, but God has found us | | | | | | | |
659 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
660 | Welcome hither, friends beloved | | | | | | | |
661 | Welcome sight, the Lord descending | | | | | | | |
662 | Welcome news the gospel brings | | | | | | | |
663 | What a change has taken place | | | | | | | |
664 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
665 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
666 | What love is this the Father shows | | | | | | | |
667 | What love, what pleasure, what surprise | | | | | | | |
668 | What mean [means] these jealousies and fears | | | | | | | |
669 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
670 | What strange perplexities arise | | | | | | | |
671 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
672 | What were Sinai's awful wonders | | | | | | | |
673 | What wisdom, majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
674 | When Adam sinned, through all his race | | | | | | | |
675 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
676 | When floods of grief assault [assail] the mind | | | | | | | |
677 | When from the glorious realms of day | | | | | | | |
678 | When from the precepts to the cross | | | | | | | |
679 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
680 | When Hannah pressed with grief | | | | | | | |
681 | When in the hour [hours] of lonely woe | | | | | | | |
682 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
683 | When Isr'l through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
684 | When I the holy [empty] [lonely] [vanquished] grave [tomb] survey | | | | | | | |
685 | When I tread the mortal vale | | | | | | | |
686 | When Jesus left his Father's [heavenly] throne | | | | | | | |
687 | When Jesus to the temple came | | | | | | | |
688 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
689 | When musing sorrow weeps [mourns] the past | | | | | | | |
690 | When pining sickness wastes the frame | | | | | | | |
691 | When quiet in my house I sit | | | | | | | |
692 | When restless on my bed I lie | | | | | | | |
693 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
694 | When in the cloud, with colors fair | | | | | | | |
695 | When the heart is sad within | | | | | | | |
696 | When this poor heart and flesh shall fail | | | | | | | |
697 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
698 | When thy harvest yields thee pleasure | | | | | | | |
699 | When we lay in sin polluted | | | | | | | |
700 | When we pass through yonder river | | | | | | | |