# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A little spring within my heart | | | | | | | |
d2 | A pilgrim in life's dreary | | | | | | | |
d3 | A wanderer below | | | | | | | |
d4 | All this night bright angels sing | | | | | | | |
d5 | Any sacrifice for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d6 | Be with me, Lord, where'er I go | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come sinner do not tarry | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come today, 'tis Jesus | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d11 | Down through the centuries | | | | | | | |
d12 | Father of love, our Guide and Friend | | | | | | | |
d13 | From this vain world of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d14 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d15 | Hallelujah, the Savior is risen | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hark, the golden harps | | | | | | | |
d17 | Haste with the story | | | | | | | |
d18 | Have you heard of that beautiful home of the blest | | | | | | | |
d19 | Heavenly Shepherd, guide us [and] feed us | | | | | | | |
d20 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d21 | I'll sing away my sorrow | | | | | | | |
d22 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d23 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d24 | In the fields of life's great harvest | | | | | | | |
d25 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d26 | Is it well with my soul | | | | | | | |
d27 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d29 | Jesus, I choose thee | | | | | | | |
d30 | Jesus is risen, and empty the tomb | | | | | | | |
d31 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d32 | Jesus, the loving Shepherd, calleth thee now | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
d34 | Just beyond life's rapid river | | | | | | | |
d35 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d36 | Let the merry church bells ring | | | | | | | |
d37 | Loving Savior, while we greet | | | | | | | |
d38 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d39 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |
d40 | My weary heart was troubled | | | | | | | |
d41 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d42 | No one but Jesus can know | | | | | | | |
d43 | Now all the bells | | | | | | | |
d44 | Now I hear my Savior | | | | | | | |
d45 | Now the light has gone away | | | | | | | |
d46 | O hands that toil | | | | | | | |
d47 | O hear the joyful Christmas | | | | | | | |
d48 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d49 | O the bell chimes sweetly | | | | | | | |
d50 | O thou who by a star didst guide | | | | | | | |
d51 | O we oft have heard the story | | | | | | | |
d52 | Once was heard the songs of children | | | | | | | |
d53 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d54 | Rest of the weary, joy of [to] the sad [soul] | | | | | | | |
d55 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d56 | Send us forth | | | | | | | |
d57 | Sinner, just now | | | | | | | |
d58 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d59 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d60 | Stars all bright are beaming | | | | | | | |
d61 | Still toiling for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d62 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d63 | The buds are bursting on the trees | | | | | | | |
d64 | The King of saints, how fair his face | | | | | | | |
d65 | The morning bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d66 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d67 | There are holy pleasures | | | | | | | |
d68 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d69 | There's a fountain, a clear flowing fountain | | | | | | | |
d70 | There's a Friend above all others, well deserves | | | | | | | |
d71 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d72 | 'Tis Children's Day, from heart to heart | | | | | | | |
d73 | We are sowing precioius seed | | | | | | | |
d74 | We shall see the Savior's face | | | | | | | |
d75 | We will sing the love | | | | | | | |
d76 | We're a band of workers | | | | | | | |
d77 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d78 | When the years that are | | | | | | | |
d79 | When we look upon | | | | | | | |
d80 | While kindly night enwraps | | | | | | | |
d81 | While the sun's bright rays | | | | | | | |