# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d3 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d4 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d5 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d6 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d7 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d8 | Broken in spirit and laden with care | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, join our dedication | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come sinner to Jesus O hear him entreating | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d13 | Ever guide me, gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d14 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d15 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d16 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hear, Father, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d18 | I feel in my soul the assurance of faith | | | | | | | |
d19 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d20 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d21 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d22 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | | | |
d23 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d24 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
d26 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d27 | Look to Jesus weary one full of anguish | | | | | | | |
d28 | Look unto me ye weary ones with wounded spirits | | | | | | | |
d29 | March along, march along, singing | | | | | | | |
d30 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
d31 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d32 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d33 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d34 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d35 | My heart is fixed, eternal [immortal] God | | | | | | | |
d36 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d37 | Nothing either great or small, nothing sinner | | | | | | | |
d38 | O come and work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d39 | O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend | | | | | | | |
d40 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d41 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d42 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d43 | One by one we cross the river, One by one | | | | | | | |
d44 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d45 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d46 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d47 | Say, brother [brothers], will you meet me [us] | | | | | | | |
d48 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d49 | Strike, strike for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d50 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d51 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d52 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d53 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d54 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d55 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d56 | To thee, O precious Savior, we dedicate this room | | | | | | | |
d57 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d58 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
d59 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d60 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d61 | We come, we come, without delay | | | | | | | |
d62 | We must toil in the heat of the day | | | | | | | |
d63 | We've made up our mind | | | | | | | |
d64 | When these weary days are over | | | | | | | |
d65 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |