# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d102 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d103 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d104 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d105 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d106 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d107 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d108 | Shine the gospel light o'er the dens of night | | | | | | | |
d109 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive, let a repenting | | | | | | | |
d110 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d111 | Some day before the throne | | | | | | | |
d112 | Someone is calling you from above | | | | | | | |
d113 | Sometime, I know, I shall behold | | | | | | | |
d114 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d116 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d117 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d118 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d119 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d120 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d121 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d122 | There is a habitation, built by the living God | | | | | | | |
d123 | There is music in heaven o'er the saved ones | | | | | | | |
d124 | There is one divine, precious Friend of mine | | | | | | | |
d125 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
d126 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d127 | There's a great judgement day that is coming | | | | | | | |
d128 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d129 | There's a solemn call from the voiceless dead | | | | | | | |
d130 | There's a song on the breeze | | | | | | | |
d131 | They tried my Lord and Master | | | | | | | |
d132 | This is my story, as on I go | | | | | | | |
d133 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d134 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
d135 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d136 | To the fount of life, the ever flowing spring | | | | | | | |
d137 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d138 | We are going home to rest | | | | | | | |
d139 | We are traveling now in the narrow way | | | | | | | |
d140 | We often wonder why, though honestly we try | | | | | | | |
d141 | We once were lost in sin | | | | | | | |
d142 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d143 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d144 | We read that leprous Naaman's cleansing | | | | | | | |
d145 | We should love and help each other | | | | | | | |
d146 | Weighed in the balance of justice true | | | | | | | |
d147 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d148 | What glory is mine, by serving the Lord | | | | | | | |
d149 | Whate'er you do in word or deed | | | | | | | |
d150 | When all my trials and cares are o'er | | | | | | | |
d151 | When I behold my blessed Savior's face | | | | | | | |
d152 | When I hear the sweet old story of my Lord | | | | | | | |
d153 | When in that better land before the bar we stand | | | | | | | |
d154 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d155 | When life's work is done and the crown is won | | | | | | | |
d156 | When our work is ended, we shall sweetly rest | | | | | | | |
d157 | When the cares of this life have all vanished | | | | | | | |
d158 | When the Savior comes for his chosen ones | | | | | | | |
d159 | When we in the judgment stand | | | | | | | |
d160 | When we meet in sweet communion | | | | | | | |
d161 | When you are weary and by sin oppressed | | | | | | | |
d162 | Who at my [the] [thy] door [who] is standing [knocking] | | | | | | | |
d163 | Why did my Savior come to earth | | | | | | | |
d164 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d165 | Why keep Jesus waiting | | | | | | | |
d166 | Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
d167 | Without hope of God I was down in sin | | | | | | | |
d168 | Won't you say goodbye to the old life | | | | | | | |
d169 | Words of love from above | | | | | | | |