# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | There is joy in the presence | | | | | | | |
d102 | There is light o'er my path | | | | | | | |
d103 | There is rest, there is rest for the weary who are faint | | | | | | | |
d104 | There stands a rock on shores of time | | | | | | | |
d105 | There's an ever present love | | | | | | | |
d106 | Through every affliction | | | | | | | |
d107 | Through thy protecting care | | | | | | | |
d108 | 'Tis the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d109 | 'Tis the hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d110 | Under the shadow of his wing let me hide | | | | | | | |
d111 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d112 | We are as lambs without | | | | | | | |
d113 | We are branches of the vine | | | | | | | |
d114 | We are builders every one | | | | | | | |
d115 | We are drifting away | | | | | | | |
d116 | We are marching home to Zion | | | | | | | |
d117 | We are only little children | | | | | | | |
d118 | We come, Lord, to thy feet | | | | | | | |
d119 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d120 | We shall be like him | | | | | | | |
d121 | We'll journey together to Zion, That beautiful city of light, | | | | | | | |
d122 | We're a band of mission workers | | | | | | | |
d123 | We're singing a grateful song of joy | | | | | | | |
d124 | We're the lambs of the flock | | | | | | | |
d125 | When from Egypt's house of bondage | | | | | | | |
d126 | When is set life's golden harvest | | | | | | | |
d127 | When Jesus left his courts | | | | | | | |
d128 | When Jesus shall make up his jewels | | | | | | | |
d129 | When scattered or lonely we wander here | | | | | | | |
d130 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d131 | When the harvest days are ripe | | | | | | | |
d132 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d133 | Wonderful that story told | | | | | | | |
d134 | Working at break of day | | | | | | | |
d135 | Working, waiting, praying | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]