# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d102 | O Lord, all tainted and unclean | | | | | | | |
d103 | O strive to enter in | | | | | | | |
d104 | O this is joy indeed, When from the earth we've soared | | | | | | | |
d105 | O weary heart, so tired of life | | | | | | | |
d106 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
d107 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d108 | O who is this that cometh from Edom | | | | | | | |
d109 | O'er all the earth with fatal sweep | | | | | | | |
d110 | On Zion's glorious hills I stood | | | | | | | |
d111 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d112 | Oppressed with noonday's scorching heat | | | | | | | |
d113 | Our glad voices let us raise | | | | | | | |
d114 | Our joy is mingled with regret | | | | | | | |
d115 | Over the river, from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
d116 | Peace on earth, peace on earth | | | | | | | |
d117 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d118 | Ready to go, ready to go, I have fought the tempter down | | | | | | | |
d119 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
d120 | Rest sweetly, darling one | | | | | | | |
d121 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d122 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d123 | Scarcely saved, then almost lost | | | | | | | |
d124 | See in Zion the Lord build a city of God | | | | | | | |
d125 | Shall we enter the land of the blest | | | | | | | |
d126 | Shall we have a Christmas tree | | | | | | | |
d127 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d128 | Sing the songs of heaven | | | | | | | |
d129 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d130 | Soon shall I rest in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d131 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d132 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d133 | Take the Savior with thee | | | | | | | |
d134 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d135 | Tell the good news, the wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d136 | Tenderly the sunlight lingers | | | | | | | |
d137 | The beautiful river, the life giving river | | | | | | | |
d138 | The Christmas time has come at last | | | | | | | |
d139 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d140 | The sun in the golden west | | | | | | | |
d141 | The twinkling stars with angel eyes | | | | | | | |
d142 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d143 | There is a life, a better life | | | | | | | |
d144 | There is a spot to [for] me more dear | | | | | | | |
d145 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d146 | There is but one true way | | | | | | | |
d147 | There's a beautiful home over there | | | | | | | |
d148 | There's joy in heaven, what else but joy | | | | | | | |
d149 | These words, how they should cheer thee | | | | | | | |
d150 | This day no thorn crowned cross of pain | | | | | | | |
d151 | Though our years are young and our strength is weak | | | | | | | |
d152 | 'Tis Jesus loves the little ones | | | | | | | |
d153 | Today, proclaims God's holy Word | | | | | | | |
d154 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d155 | Touch not the wine glass, touch it not | | | | | | | |
d156 | Tripping lightly, tripping o'er the verdant lawn | | | | | | | |
d157 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d158 | Wanderer from Jesus, weary, sad and lone | | | | | | | |
d159 | We are little soldiers for the war | | | | | | | |
d160 | We have come with songs to greet you | | | | | | | |
d161 | We will surely be known by the fruit that we bear | | | | | | | |
d162 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d163 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d164 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d165 | With swift winged feet the moments fly | | | | | | | |
d166 | Workman awake throughout the land | | | | | | | |
d167 | Ye saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
d168 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |