# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Someone saw me straying | | | | | | | |
d202 | Sound the glad triumphant chorus | | | | | | | |
d203 | Sowing the seed of the kingdom Sowing at morn | | | | | | | |
d204 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d205 | Standing in the market places all the season | | | | | | | |
d206 | Still open are the arms of love | | | | | | | |
d207 | Storms may sweep around you | | | | | | | |
d208 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d209 | Take me in thy fold, dear Jesus | | | | | | | |
d210 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d211 | Tell me when the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d212 | Tenderly, lovingly guarded | | | | | | | |
d213 | The day of days is drawing near | | | | | | | |
d214 | The fight is on, the trumpet sound is ringing out | | | | | | | |
d215 | The goodness of God covers me | | | | | | | |
d216 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d217 | The harvest is white and reapers are few | | | | | | | |
d218 | The hosts are now marching | | | | | | | |
d219 | The lighthouse stands beside the sea | | | | | | | |
d220 | The Lord is my Light, my Salvation, my Song | | | | | | | |
d221 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d222 | The roses, sweet roses, are telling the story | | | | | | | |
d223 | The shadows of time flee before the great dawn | | | | | | | |
d224 | The storm may rage the waves may swell | | | | | | | |
d225 | The world is an ocean | | | | | | | |
d226 | There are angels hovering around There are angels hovering around | | | | | | | |
d227 | There are mansions up in glory which have been prepared | | | | | | | |
d228 | There are many troubled hearts | | | | | | | |
d229 | There is a city, fair and bright | | | | | | | |
d230 | There is a city of eternal brightness | | | | | | | |
d231 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d232 | There is a gate that stands ajar And through its portals gleaming | | | | | | | |
d233 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d234 | There is no other way for the sin burdened soul | | | | | | | |
d235 | There is only one way for the sinner today | | | | | | | |
d236 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
d237 | There was a time on earth, when in the book of heaven | | | | | | | |
d238 | There will be weeping and wailing | | | | | | | |
d239 | There's a beautiful home in a land far away | | | | | | | |
d240 | There's a bright and happy home where no sorrow ever can come | | | | | | | |
d241 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d242 | There's a dear loving Savior who's seeking the lost | | | | | | | |
d243 | There's a glad song rings throughout the world | | | | | | | |
d244 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d245 | There's a holy well where the fainting soul may drink | | | | | | | |
d246 | There's a home beyond the river where the christians live forever | | | | | | | |
d247 | There's a home beyond the skies, beautiful land of paradise | | | | | | | |
d248 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d249 | There's a message true and glad | | | | | | | |
d250 | There's a precious flowing fountain | | | | | | | |
d251 | There's a river, they call it the river of death | | | | | | | |
d252 | There's a Rose that is blooming for you | | | | | | | |
d253 | There's a song within, for I've lost my sin | | | | | | | |
d254 | There's a song within my heart today | | | | | | | |
d255 | There's a theme that never will grow old | | | | | | | |
d256 | There's life in the blood of Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
d257 | There's nothing so precious as Jesus to me | | | | | | | |
d258 | There's One above all earthly friends | | | | | | | |
d259 | They tell me that there is a shaded vale | | | | | | | |
d260 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d261 | Thou art gone, our precious sister | | | | | | | |
d262 | Though dark the clouds o'er my pathway fall | | | | | | | |
d263 | Though far from native land I roam | | | | | | | |
d264 | Though I once was lost in sin | | | | | | | |
d265 | Though long we have prayed for a blessing of love | | | | | | | |
d266 | Though the day has been crowded with trouble | | | | | | | |
d267 | Thousands are giving themselves to God | | | | | | | |
d268 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d269 | 'Tis the good old time religion | | | | | | | |
d270 | To a better land, and an heavenly | | | | | | | |
d271 | To grieve over past sins will not avail | | | | | | | |
d272 | To that land where no darkness nor shadows fall | | | | | | | |
d273 | To the heavenly mansions fair I will go | | | | | | | |
d274 | To those who search the world for joy | | | | | | | |
d275 | Today the Lord is calling, Is calling you and me | | | | | | | |
d276 | Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, see the army grand | | | | | | | |
d277 | Traveling home to God | | | | | | | |
d278 | Traveling on the way, singing of grace each day | | | | | | | |
d279 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d280 | We are happy as we journey | | | | | | | |
d281 | We are heralds of the Master Going forth at His command | | | | | | | |
d282 | We are on our journey, toiling every day | | | | | | | |
d283 | We are on the firing line | | | | | | | |
d284 | We are pressing along to the Eden of song | | | | | | | |
d285 | We are pressing toward that home | | | | | | | |
d286 | We are travelers walking in the glory of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d287 | We are workers for the Master | | | | | | | |
d288 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d289 | We may shine for Jesus as we onward go | | | | | | | |
d290 | We must wait, we must work, we must watch | | | | | | | |
d291 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d292 | We pray thee, O God, for power today | | | | | | | |
d293 | We shall be changed | | | | | | | |
d294 | We shall find as we pass over life's long road | | | | | | | |
d295 | We shall meet beyond the river, for his word has told | | | | | | | |
d296 | We wander on through desert sand | | | | | | | |
d297 | We will sing sweet praises to the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d298 | We'll never grow weary, but ever pursue | | | | | | | |
d299 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d300 | What a joy when all the ransomed | | | | | | | |