# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d102 | Let earth and heaven agree [combine] | | | | | | | |
d103 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d104 | Let me stay, I fain would labor | | | | | | | |
d105 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
d106 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d107 | Live on the field of battle | | | | | | | |
d108 | Lo I come with joy to do | | | | | | | |
d109 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
d110 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
d111 | Lord God, the Holy Ghost! In this accepted | | | | | | | |
d112 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d113 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d114 | Lord, in the strength of grace | | | | | | | |
d115 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d116 | Master, I own thy lawful claim | | | | | | | |
d117 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d118 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d119 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d120 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |
d121 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d122 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d123 | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
d124 | My soul is now united to Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
d125 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d126 | Not for a favored form or name | | | | | | | |
d127 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
d128 | Now I feel the sacred fire | | | | | | | |
d129 | O come, and dwell in [with] me [us] | | | | | | | |
d130 | O come, come away, for time's career is closing | | | | | | | |
d131 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d132 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d133 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d134 | O for that flame of living fire | | | | | | | |
d135 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d136 | O God, my heart doth long for thee | | | | | | | |
d137 | O God, what offering shall I give | | | | | | | |
d138 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d139 | O have you not heard of that realm of delight | | | | | | | |
d140 | O I have spent my all in sin | | | | | | | |
d141 | O Jesus, delight of my soul My Savior, my Shepherd divine | | | | | | | |
d142 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
d143 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d144 | O precious blood, O glorious death | | | | | | | |
d145 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d146 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d147 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d148 | O we are the reapers that garner in the sheaves of the good | | | | | | | |
d149 | O when shall I dwell in a mansion | | | | | | | |
d150 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d151 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d152 | O who'll stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d153 | O wondrous love divine | | | | | | | |
d154 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d155 | Peace doubting heart, my God's I am Who formed | | | | | | | |
d156 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d157 | Repeat the story o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d158 | Righteous God, whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
d159 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d160 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d161 | Savior, I follow on, guided by Thee | | | | | | | |
d162 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d163 | Savior of men, Thy searching eye | | | | | | | |
d164 | Savior, the world's and mine was ever grief like Thine? | | | | | | | |
d165 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d166 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
d167 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d168 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d169 | Since the Son hath made me free | | | | | | | |
d170 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d171 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d172 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d173 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d174 | Surrounded by a host of foes | | | | | | | |
d175 | The angels that watched round the tomb | | | | | | | |
d176 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d177 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d178 | The men who slight thy faithful word | | | | | | | |
d179 | The old Isr'lites knew what it was that they must do | | | | | | | |
d180 | The pearl that [the] worldlings covet | | | | | | | |
d181 | There is a band of brethren dear | | | | | | | |
d182 | There is a clime where Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
d183 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d184 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d185 | Thou God of truth and love | | | | | | | |
d186 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
d187 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
d188 | Thou sweet, beloved will of God | | | | | | | |
d189 | Though fierce the howling winds may blow | | | | | | | |
d190 | Though in the outward, earthly church below | | | | | | | |
d191 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d192 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d193 | Time speeds away, away, away | | | | | | | |
d194 | Times without number have I prayed | | | | | | | |
d195 | 'Tis the last call of mercy that lingers for thee | | | | | | | |
d196 | 'Tis the very same power | | | | | | | |
d197 | To the desert or the cell | | | | | | | |
d198 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d199 | Traveler, whither art thou going | | | | | | | |
d200 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |