# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | There is an unseen Power around | | | | | | | |
d102 | This, this is the worship the Savior made known | | | | | | | |
d103 | Thou, gracious God, hast formed my mind | | | | | | | |
d104 | Thou, who over all that live | | | | | | | |
d105 | Thy conscience be thy crown | | | | | | | |
d106 | 'Tis not the measure of thy powers | | | | | | | |
d107 | 'Tis thou, O Lord, who shieldest my head | | | | | | | |
d108 | To God we owe each joyous morn | | | | | | | |
d109 | To prayer, to prayer, for the morning breaks | | | | | | | |
d110 | To thee, O Lord, I lift my soul | | | | | | | |
d111 | Today is added to our time | | | | | | | |
d112 | Unmindful of God's holy word | | | | | | | |
d113 | Wake, sister, wake, 'tis a holy day | | | | | | | |
d114 | We Lord, thy children are | | | | | | | |
d115 | We sing thy mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
d116 | Welcome, welcome, sacred day | | | | | | | |
d117 | What talents great and rare | | | | | | | |
d118 | What was it made my bosom swell | | | | | | | |
d119 | When in my heart rise angry thoughts | | | | | | | |
d120 | When in the treasury of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d121 | When in thy temple, Lord, we bow | | | | | | | |
d122 | When Jesus Christ was here below, And spread his works | | | | | | | |
d123 | When mid the shades of night I stray | | | | | | | |
d124 | While all thy glories, O my God | | | | | | | |
d125 | Who framed the earth | | | | | | | |
d126 | Why should a child be proud | | | | | | | |
d127 | With a breath thou didst create us | | | | | | | |
d128 | Ye that indulge in slumber still | | | | | | | |
d129 | Yes, God is love, all nature cries | | | | | | | |
d130 | Youth, when devoted to the Lord | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]