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d101 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d102 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
d103 | Like Isr'l, Lord, am I, My soul is at a stand | | | | | | | |
d104 | Little schoolmates can you tell | | | | | | | |
d105 | Lo the gospel ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
d106 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d107 | Lord, I delight in thee, And on thy care depend | | | | | | | |
d108 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d109 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
d110 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d111 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d112 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d113 | Meet again when time [life] is o'er | | | | | | | |
d114 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d115 | My God, I know, I feel thee mine | | | | | | | |
d116 | My heart is fixed on Thee, my God | | | | | | | |
d117 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d118 | My Savior, fill my soul | | | | | | | |
d119 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d120 | No night shall be in heaven, no gathering gloom | | | | | | | |
d121 | O bright is the wine | | | | | | | |
d122 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d123 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
d124 | O for a shout of joy | | | | | | | |
d125 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d126 | O guard our shores form every foe | | | | | | | |
d127 | O happy land, O happy land, Where saints and angels | | | | | | | |
d128 | O I have roamed through sin's dark maze | | | | | | | |
d129 | O Jesus, delight of my soul My Savior, my Shepherd divine | | | | | | | |
d130 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d131 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d132 | O 'tis delight, without alloy | | | | | | | |
d133 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d134 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d135 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d136 | O'er all those wide extended plains | | | | | | | |
d137 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d138 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d139 | Onward speed thy conquering flight | | | | | | | |
d140 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d141 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d142 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d143 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d144 | Remember thy Creator, While youth's fair spring | | | | | | | |
d145 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |
d146 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d147 | See the leaves around us [you] falling | | | | | | | |
d148 | Serene, I laid [lay] me down, beneath God's [his] guardian care | | | | | | | |
d149 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d150 | Should sorrow o'er thy brow | | | | | | | |
d151 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d152 | Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go | | | | | | | |
d153 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d154 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d155 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
d156 | Spare us, O Lord, aloud we cry | | | | | | | |
d157 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d158 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d159 | Sweet Sabbath school, place dear to me | | | | | | | |
d160 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d161 | Sweet 'tis to sing of thee | | | | | | | |
d162 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d163 | Swift my childhood's dreams are passing | | | | | | | |
d164 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d165 | The angels now are calling | | | | | | | |
d166 | The day has come, the joyful day, At last the day has come | | | | | | | |
d167 | The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets | | | | | | | |
d168 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d169 | The mellow eve is gliding, serenely down the west | | | | | | | |
d170 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d171 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d172 | The Sabbath sheds its golden light | | | | | | | |
d173 | The Sunday school with joy so full | | | | | | | |
d174 | The world is overcome by the blood of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d175 | There are angels hovering around | | | | | | | |
d176 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d177 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d178 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d179 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d180 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d181 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d182 | This morning, Lord, attend | | | | | | | |
d183 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d184 | Thou that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
d185 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d186 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d187 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d188 | We are going, going, going To a land of light | | | | | | | |
d189 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d190 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d191 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d192 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d193 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d194 | What if the little rain drop should say | | | | | | | |
d195 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d196 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d197 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d198 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d199 | When in the Sabbath school pray | | | | | | | |
d200 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |