# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d301 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d302 | O happy land, O happy land, Where saints and angels | | | | | | | |
d303 | O I long to lie, dear mother | | | | | | | |
d304 | O if for me the cup you fill | | | | | | | |
d305 | O Lamb of God, still keep me | | | | | | | |
d306 | O Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears | | | | | | | |
d307 | O Lord, thy work revive, In Zion's gloomy hour | | | | | | | |
d308 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d309 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d310 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d311 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d312 | O Thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d313 | O thou the helpless orphan's hope | | | | | | | |
d314 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
d315 | O touch it not, for deep within | | | | | | | |
d316 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d317 | O we love to come to our Sabbath home | | | | | | | |
d318 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d319 | O when the tear is gushing | | | | | | | |
d320 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d321 | O'er the dark wave [waves] of Galilee | | | | | | | |
d322 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d323 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d324 | On a hill stands a beautiful tree | | | | | | | |
d325 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d326 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d327 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d328 | Once was heard the songs of children | | | | | | | |
d329 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d330 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d331 | Our Father, bless the youthful band | | | | | | | |
d332 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d333 | Our hearts are young and joyous | | | | | | | |
d334 | Our loving Redeemer, we trust in thy word | | | | | | | |
d335 | Our Shepherd's watchful care | | | | | | | |
d336 | Our youth is like the opening day | | | | | | | |
d337 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d338 | Over the mountain top, over the vale | | | | | | | |
d339 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
d340 | Pleasant is the Sabbath bell | | | | | | | |
d341 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d342 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | | | |
d343 | Praise we him, by whose kind favor | | | | | | | |
d344 | Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise your [our] hearts and voices | | | | | | | |
d345 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d346 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d347 | Preserved by thine almighty power | | | | | | | |
d348 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
d349 | Remember thy Creator | | | | | | | |
d350 | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest | | | | | | | |
d351 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d352 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d353 | Rouse ye at the Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d354 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d355 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d356 | Savior, at Thy footstool bending | | | | | | | |
d357 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d358 | Savior, while my heart is tender, I would yield that heart to Thee | | | | | | | |
d359 | Say, brother [brothers], will you meet me [us] | | | | | | | |
d360 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
d361 | See, Jesus [Jesu], thy disciples, see | | | | | | | |
d362 | See the kind [good] Shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
d363 | See the rising generation | | | | | | | |
d364 | See the shining dewdrops | | | | | | | |
d365 | Shall 'ere cold water be forgot | | | | | | | |
d366 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d367 | Shout the tidings of salvation | | | | | | | |
d368 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d369 | Sing, O sing the song of gladness | | | | | | | |
d370 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | | | | | |
d371 | Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go | | | | | | | |
d372 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d373 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d374 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d375 | Skeptic, spare that book | | | | | | | |
d376 | Slavery and death the cup contains | | | | | | | |
d377 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
d378 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
d379 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d380 | Some love to drink from the foamy brink | | | | | | | |
d381 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d382 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d383 | Soon on that bright and heavenly plain | | | | | | | |
d384 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d385 | Sparkling and bright in its liquid light | | | | | | | |
d386 | Speak gently, it is better far | | | | | | | |
d387 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d388 | Stay, brother, stay, whither going so fast | | | | | | | |
d389 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d390 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d391 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
d392 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d393 | Sweet Sabbath school, place dear to me | | | | | | | |
d394 | Swift the moments fly away | | | | | | | |
d395 | Take my heart, O Father, take it | | | | | | | |
d396 | Thank God for the Bible | | | | | | | |
d397 | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
d398 | The breaking waves dashed high | | | | | | | |
d399 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d400 | The day is hot, the air is dry | | | | | | | |