# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d102 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d103 | My sheep know my voice, and the path that I take | | | | | | | |
d104 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d105 | Neath the stars of the night | | | | | | | |
d106 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d107 | O fathers, will you meet me | | | | | | | |
d108 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d109 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d110 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d111 | O ransomed souls [throng] with joyous song | | | | | | | |
d112 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
d113 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d114 | O the promises of God long have Satan's might withstood | | | | | | | |
d115 | O the unsearchable riches of Christ | | | | | | | |
d116 | O Zion [Sion], haste, thy [your] mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d117 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d118 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d119 | On Mount Olive's sacred brow Jesus spent the night in prayer | | | | | | | |
d120 | Once a sinner far from Jesus, I was perishing with cold | | | | | | | |
d121 | Once I was blind to gospel light | | | | | | | |
d122 | Once in sin's darkest night I was wandering alone | | | | | | | |
d123 | One day when heaven was filled with his praises | | | | | | | |
d124 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d125 | Out of my bondage, sorrow and night | | | | | | | |
d126 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d127 | Precious memories, unseen angels sent from | | | | | | | |
d128 | Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it | | | | | | | |
d129 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d130 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d131 | Saved to the uttermost I am the Lord's | | | | | | | |
d132 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d133 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d134 | Since I prayed that Jesus my guide would be | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d136 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d137 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d138 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d139 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d140 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d141 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d142 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d143 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d144 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d145 | That God should love a sinner such as I | | | | | | | |
d146 | The cross, it standeth fast | | | | | | | |
d147 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d148 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d149 | The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d151 | There is a name of wondrous sweetness | | | | | | | |
d152 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
d153 | There is a Shepherd who cares for his own | | | | | | | |
d154 | There is a stream that flows from Calvary | | | | | | | |
d155 | There is nothing in the world like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d156 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d157 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
d158 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d159 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d160 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d161 | There's a peace in my heart that the world never gave | | | | | | | |
d162 | There's a sweet and blessed story | | | | | | | |
d163 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d164 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
d165 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d166 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d167 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d168 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d169 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d170 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d171 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
d172 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d173 | Trying to walk in the steps of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d174 | Upon a [the] wide and stormy sea, Thou art [Thou'rt] sailing | | | | | | | |
d175 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d176 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d177 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d178 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d179 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d180 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d181 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
d182 | What a wonderful day when I lost the load | | | | | | | |
d183 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d184 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d185 | When I come to the river at ending of day | | | | | | | |
d186 | When I saw the cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
d187 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
d188 | When storms of life are round me beating | | | | | | | |
d189 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d190 | When the sanctifying power of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d191 | When the storms of life are sweeping | | | | | | | |
d192 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d193 | While the fountain lies open | | | | | | | |
d194 | Who at my [the] [thy] door [who] is standing [knocking] | | | | | | | |
d195 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d196 | Wonderful grace of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d197 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d198 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
d199 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d200 | You have longed [looked] for sweet peace | | | | | | | |