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d101 | Now, from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
d102 | O come, let us raise our tribute of song | | | | | | | |
d103 | O how could I forget him | | | | | | | |
d104 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d105 | O shine, my Redeemer, my light | | | | | | | |
d106 | O spirit of love, who dwellest on high | | | | | | | |
d107 | O tell us, ye that from your home | | | | | | | |
d108 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
d109 | O'er the realms of pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
d110 | On Jordan [Jordan's] banks the Baptist's [Herald's] cry [voice] | | | | | | | |
d111 | On what has now been sown | | | | | | | |
d112 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
d113 | Our Christmas tree is decked once more | | | | | | | |
d114 | Our Father, ere we part | | | | | | | |
d115 | Our Father, throned above, thy watchful care | | | | | | | |
d116 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d117 | Quiet Lord my froward heart | | | | | | | |
d118 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sadly in the gathering gloom | | | | | | | |
d120 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d121 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d122 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d123 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d124 | Saw you never in the twilight When the sun | | | | | | | |
d125 | See, he comes, whom every nation | | | | | | | |
d126 | See, the morning star is dwelling | | | | | | | |
d127 | See the shining dewdrops | | | | | | | |
d128 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d129 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d130 | Sing we merry Christmas | | | | | | | |
d131 | Smile, O sky, God's praises | | | | | | | |
d132 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d133 | Spirit of mercy, truth, and love | | | | | | | |
d134 | Strive, for the way is strait [straight] In which the Savior trod | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d136 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d137 | The blind man, in his darkness | | | | | | | |
d138 | The church has waited long | | | | | | | |
d139 | The daylight fades, the evening shades | | | | | | | |
d140 | The lambs of Jesus, who are they but children | | | | | | | |
d141 | The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I | | | | | | | |
d142 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d143 | The morning stars were singing with joy | | | | | | | |
d144 | The Savior of this sinful world | | | | | | | |
d145 | The Savior stood on [in] Olivet | | | | | | | |
d146 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d147 | The stone is rolled away | | | | | | | |
d148 | The strain upraise of joy and praise Alleluia | | | | | | | |
d149 | The winter is over and gone at last | | | | | | | |
d150 | The world itself keeps Easter day | | | | | | | |
d151 | Thou art gone up on high To mansions [realms] | | | | | | | |
d152 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
d153 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d154 | Thou whose path a star of glory | | | | | | | |
d155 | Till our Lord again shall come | | | | | | | |
d156 | Transient as the hues of morning | | | | | | | |
d157 | Trustingly as children gather round | | | | | | | |
d158 | Up above the bright blue sky | | | | | | | |
d159 | Up in heaven, up in heaven, in the bright place far away | | | | | | | |
d160 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
d161 | We come, we come, with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
d162 | We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring | | | | | | | |
d163 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
d164 | We were washed in holy water | | | | | | | |
d165 | What have I gained by sin | | | | | | | |
d166 | What shall I do for that kind friend | | | | | | | |
d167 | When Christ came down on earth of old | | | | | | | |
d168 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d169 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d170 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d171 | When of old the Jewish mothers | | | | | | | |
d172 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
d173 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d174 | When sickness, pain, and death | | | | | | | |
d175 | When the gorgeous day begins | | | | | | | |
d176 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d177 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d178 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d179 | Who hath a right like us to sing | | | | | | | |
d180 | With joy the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d181 | Wonderful night [wonderful night]! Angels and shining immortals | | | | | | | |
d182 | Words are things of little cost, quickly spoken, quickly lost | | | | | | | |
d183 | Years ago, this Christmas morn | | | | | | | |