# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My God I am thine, what a comfort [pleasure] divine | | | | | | | |
d102 | My God, I know, I feel thee mine | | | | | | | |
d103 | My heart is fixed, eternal [immortal] God | | | | | | | |
d104 | My heart, once hard and filled with sin | | | | | | | |
d105 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d106 | My life flows [goes] on in [an] endless song | | | | | | | |
d107 | My Lord, thy voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d108 | My name is a Salvation soldier | | | | | | | |
d109 | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
d110 | My Savior suffered on the tree | | | | | | | |
d111 | My soul is now united to Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
d112 | Never be induced to take it easy | | | | | | | |
d113 | Never let your courage fail you | | | | | | | |
d114 | Not alone, though all seems darkness | | | | | | | |
d115 | Now, I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d116 | Now, I will rejoice in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d117 | O come, right away, ye sinners are invited | | | | | | | |
d118 | O come, Thou all-sufficient good | | | | | | | |
d119 | O comrades, be faithful, faithful, faithful | | | | | | | |
d120 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d121 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d122 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d123 | O good old way, how sweet [blest] thou art | | | | | | | |
d124 | O I'm glad I've got salvation | | | | | | | |
d125 | O it is so blessed to be redeemed by God | | | | | | | |
d126 | O Jesus, O Jesus Thou balm of my soul | | | | | | | |
d127 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
d128 | O Lord, on Thee our care we cast | | | | | | | |
d129 | O millions now in hell are crying | | | | | | | |
d130 | O my comrades in the fight | | | | | | | |
d131 | O my comrades, true and faithful | | | | | | | |
d132 | O remember Calvary, and take my sins away | | | | | | | |
d133 | O sinners, draw near, I've something to tell | | | | | | | |
d134 | O soldiers awake, for the strife is at hand | | | | | | | |
d135 | O the bitter shame [pain] and [of] sorrow | | | | | | | |
d136 | O thou God of every nation | | | | | | | |
d137 | O wanderer knowing not the smile | | | | | | | |
d138 | O we are going to wear a crown | | | | | | | |
d139 | O what shall I do be clean | | | | | | | |
d140 | O when shall my soul find her rest | | | | | | | |
d141 | O who'll stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d142 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d143 | Once I was wretched with doubts and fears | | | | | | | |
d144 | Once more I come forth to thy feet | | | | | | | |
d145 | One there is above all others, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d146 | Only thee, my soul's Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d147 | Our religion now does give | | | | | | | |
d148 | Out of the dungeon, soldier | | | | | | | |
d149 | Poor sinners come, from wrath now flee | | | | | | | |
d150 | Praise God for what he's done for me | | | | | | | |
d151 | Precious Jesus, O to love thee | | | | | | | |
d152 | Rejoice, ye saints, the time draws near | | | | | | | |
d153 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
d154 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d155 | Rise, shine, give God the glory | | | | | | | |
d156 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d157 | Sad and weary with my longing | | | | | | | |
d158 | Salvation soldiers do not tire | | | | | | | |
d159 | Savior, come and take possession | | | | | | | |
d160 | Savior, Lord, I pant for Thee, on this day of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
d161 | See, Lord, now at thy feet | | | | | | | |
d162 | Shall we rally round the banner | | | | | | | |
d163 | Should your station be poor | | | | | | | |
d164 | Sinner [sinners], we are sent to bid you | | | | | | | |
d165 | Sinners, whither are you going | | | | | | | |
d166 | Sinners, whither will you wander | | | | | | | |
d167 | Sinners, with trembling heart I view | | | | | | | |
d168 | Soldiers brave, lift up your voices | | | | | | | |
d169 | Soldiers fighting round the cross | | | | | | | |
d170 | Soldiers of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d171 | Some folks they say we're going wrong | | | | | | | |
d172 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d173 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d174 | Sweet Savior, sweeter than all earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
d175 | Terrible thought, shall I alone | | | | | | | |
d176 | The army now is marching | | | | | | | |
d177 | The army of the living God | | | | | | | |
d178 | The Army's on the march | | | | | | | |
d179 | The blast of the trumpet, so loud and so shrill | | | | | | | |
d180 | The conflict is over, the tempest is past | | | | | | | |
d181 | The devil and me, we can't agree | | | | | | | |
d182 | The devil's mad, and I am glad | | | | | | | |
d183 | The fight will soon be ended | | | | | | | |
d184 | The gospel ship along is sailing | | | | | | | |
d185 | The judgment day is coming, O that great day | | | | | | | |
d186 | The line to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
d187 | The precious blood has washed me white | | | | | | | |
d188 | The precious blood of Jesus, the precious blood | | | | | | | |
d189 | The salvation army is marching along | | | | | | | |
d190 | The soldiers of the Lord are a happy band | | | | | | | |
d191 | The voice of wisdom cries [hear] be in time | | | | | | | |
d192 | There are angels coming round | | | | | | | |
d193 | There are many things I love on earth | | | | | | | |
d194 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d195 | There is a better world, they say | | | | | | | |
d196 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d197 | There is a home of glorious beauty | | | | | | | |
d198 | There is a land without a storm | | | | | | | |
d199 | Thou bleeding Lamb, whose lovely form | | | | | | | |
d200 | Though my sins are all forgiven | | | | | | | |