| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d101 | The love of Jesus, who can tell | | | | | | | |
| d102 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
| d103 | The Savior is calling you sinner | | | | | | | |
| d104 | The voice of the Savior says come | | | | | | | |
| d105 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d106 | There is one speaking as never man spake | | | | | | | |
| d107 | There's a call from the heart of the Savior | | | | | | | |
| d108 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
| d109 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
| d110 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
| d111 | There's a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing | | | | | | | |
| d112 | There's a war to wage with sin | | | | | | | |
| d113 | Think of the time when you knelt at the cross | | | | | | | |
| d114 | Thou only art holy | | | | | | | |
| d115 | Though the way we journey may be often drear | | | | | | | |
| d116 | Throw open wide the windows | | | | | | | |
| d117 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
| d118 | Turning away from the world's pomp and pride | | | | | | | |
| d119 | We may lighten toil and care | | | | | | | |
| d120 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d121 | We shall stand before the King | | | | | | | |
| d122 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
| d123 | What is making life so sweet | | | | | | | |
| d124 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
| d125 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
| d126 | When I have finished my pilgrimage here | | | | | | | |
| d127 | When the sinner comes, as a sinner may | | | | | | | |
| d128 | When the way is rough and steep | | | | | | | |
| d129 | When trials and temptations like mighty billows roll | | | | | | | |
| d130 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
| d131 | When you start for the land of heavenly rest | | | | | | | |
| d132 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
| d133 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
| d134 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
| d135 | Would you care if some friend you have met day by day should never be told about Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d136 | You have known the Master | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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