# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I will walk the streets of glory by and by | | | | | | | |
d102 | I wondered why the Father should ever care for me | | | | | | | |
d103 | If I could tell of Jesus as I know him | | | | | | | |
d104 | If o'er your way dark clouds arise | | | | | | | |
d105 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d106 | If your heart is right | | | | | | | |
d107 | I'm happy in the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d108 | I'm on business for Jesus, my Lord and King | | | | | | | |
d109 | In my heart a song is swelling like a mighty sea | | | | | | | |
d110 | In my heart lives a song that I sing all day long | | | | | | | |
d111 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d112 | In the kingdom above, through his mercy and love | | | | | | | |
d113 | In the land of fadeless day | | | | | | | |
d114 | In the royal army, fighting for the right | | | | | | | |
d115 | In the same old way With the same old power | | | | | | | |
d116 | In the secret of his presence how my soul | | | | | | | |
d117 | In the time of trouble God himself will hide thee | | | | | | | |
d118 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d119 | I've cast my heavy burdens down | | | | | | | |
d120 | I've left the lowlands' shadows deep | | | | | | | |
d121 | Jesus, how can I doubt thee | | | | | | | |
d122 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
d123 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d124 | Jesus is waiting to give you today | | | | | | | |
d125 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d126 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d127 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d128 | Jesus may come today | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus stands ready to pardon | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus, Thou my only Refuge; Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
d132 | Let me ever, Lord, love and keep thy word | | | | | | | |
d133 | Life everlasting is offered to all | | | | | | | |
d134 | Lift up his standard, royal honors bring | | | | | | | |
d135 | Lift up your heads, ye pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d136 | Like the mighty voice of many waters | | | | | | | |
d137 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d138 | Lord, save me, Lord, save me, When upon the troubled sea | | | | | | | |
d139 | Loud let our hallelujahs ring | | | | | | | |
d140 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d141 | Man of sorrow [sorrows], what a name | | | | | | | |
d142 | Memory paints a picture very dear to me | | | | | | | |
d143 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d144 | More and more I long for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d145 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d146 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d147 | My heart was not right in my dear Savior's sight | | | | | | | |
d148 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d149 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d150 | My pain and sorrows will be over | | | | | | | |
d151 | My soul secure, no fear I know | | | | | | | |
d152 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d153 | Nearer the cross my heart can say | | | | | | | |
d154 | Never be discouraged though the clouds hang low | | | | | | | |
d155 | Never be sad or desponding | | | | | | | |
d156 | No soul is too sinful for Jesus to save | | | | | | | |
d157 | Nobly our flag is waving | | | | | | | |
d158 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d159 | O hear the sweet voice of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d160 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d161 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
d162 | O tell me more of Christ, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d163 | O the best friend to have is Jesus | | | | | | | |
d164 | O what a Savior, he's pleading for you | | | | | | | |
d165 | O what a Savior is Jesus to me, Loving and true | | | | | | | |
d166 | O why do you carry your burden alone | | | | | | | |
d167 | On Calvary he took the sinner's place | | | | | | | |
d168 | Once afar from home I wandered | | | | | | | |
d169 | One night as I lay dreaming | | | | | | | |
d170 | Only the best is good enough for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d171 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d172 | Out in the darkness in search of a soul | | | | | | | |
d173 | Out of the depths of gloom and despair | | | | | | | |
d174 | Out upon the mountain straying | | | | | | | |
d175 | Out with the reapers, to gather the harvest | | | | | | | |
d176 | Over in the glory land, where the angels dwell | | | | | | | |
d177 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d178 | Pilgrims of earth, as ye sow ye shall reap | | | | | | | |
d179 | Pilgrims, traveling to yon city, blessings rich in | | | | | | | |
d180 | Power, dear Savior, new power I crave | | | | | | | |
d181 | Praise him, praise him, Jesus, our blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d182 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d183 | Rejoice thou in hope when trials shall come | | | | | | | |
d184 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d185 | Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
d186 | Ringing, joyfully ringing the golden bells of peace | | | | | | | |
d187 | Rouse, ye Christians, up and doing | | | | | | | |
d188 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d189 | Saved to save others rejoicing I sing | | | | | | | |
d190 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d191 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d192 | Should the Master call me home today | | | | | | | |
d193 | Since I knew God's power to save | | | | | | | |
d194 | Sing a song of triumph every passing day | | | | | | | |
d195 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d196 | So long in Egypt staying | | | | | | | |
d197 | Some day the silver cord will break, and I | | | | | | | |
d198 | Some day when my toiling and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d199 | Some glad sweet day, the Master's voice will call | | | | | | | |
d200 | Someone is longing to find your Lord | | | | | | | |