# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d102 | I never fear when night is near | | | | | | | |
d103 | I remember when my burdens rolled away | | | | | | | |
d104 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d105 | I want to live closer to Jesus, My vision | | | | | | | |
d106 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d107 | If ever Jesus has need of me | | | | | | | |
d108 | If the storms above you rise | | | | | | | |
d109 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d110 | If you cannot on the ocean sail among [amongst] the swiftest fleet | | | | | | | |
d111 | If you have a word of cheer that may light the pathway drear | | | | | | | |
d112 | If you need uplifting, if you need a song | | | | | | | |
d113 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d114 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d115 | In a world where sorrow ever will be known | | | | | | | |
d116 | In looking through my tears one day | | | | | | | |
d117 | In that happy home in glory | | | | | | | |
d118 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d119 | In the happy by and by where our joy | | | | | | | |
d120 | In vain I've tried a thousand ways My fear to quell, my hopes to raise | | | | | | | |
d121 | Into a [the] tent where a gypsy boy lay | | | | | | | |
d122 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d123 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d124 | I've a message from the Lord, hallelujah | | | | | | | |
d125 | I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest | | | | | | | |
d126 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d127 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
d128 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus is a Friend so kind | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus is seeking the lost ones, out in the mountains | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus is standing in Pilate's hall, Friendless, forsaken | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus loves me, and I know I love him | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
d140 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d141 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d142 | Jesus, the tender shepherd | | | | | | | |
d143 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d144 | Jesus wants me for a sunbeam | | | | | | | |
d145 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d146 | Just when I need Him, Jesus is near | | | | | | | |
d147 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d148 | Lead me, O my Savior, lead me to the fountain's | | | | | | | |
d149 | Let your light shine wheresoe'er you go | | | | | | | |
d150 | Like a chime of silver bells In the darkness ringing | | | | | | | |
d151 | List, the Spirit calls to thee Will you be saved | | | | | | | |
d152 | Lo a cry today is heard | | | | | | | |
d153 | Long by sin my eyes were blinded | | | | | | | |
d154 | Look all around you find someone in need | | | | | | | |
d155 | Look the harvest field is teeming | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord, thy voice so tender | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lord, to thee I'm coming now | | | | | | | |
d160 | Loudly unto the world is a chorus resounding | | | | | | | |
d161 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d162 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d163 | Marching along, soldiers, hasten away | | | | | | | |
d164 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d165 | Meeting and parting in tears and in laughter | | | | | | | |
d166 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d167 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d168 | More like the Master I would ever be | | | | | | | |
d169 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d170 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d171 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d172 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d173 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d174 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d175 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d176 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d177 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d178 | My path may be dreary [lonely] | | | | | | | |
d179 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d180 | My soul is so happy in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d181 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d182 | Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart | | | | | | | |
d183 | Now is the autumn coming | | | | | | | |
d184 | O bliss of the purified [pure ones] | | | | | | | |
d185 | O Columbia, the gem of the ocean | | | | | | | |
d186 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d187 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d188 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d189 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d190 | O have you not heard of [that] country above | | | | | | | |
d191 | O I love to tell the blessed story | | | | | | | |
d192 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d193 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d194 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d195 | O Pilgrim bound for the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
d196 | O sweet is the story of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d197 | O the love of Jesus means so much to me | | | | | | | |
d198 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d199 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d200 | O those beautiful, beautiful hands | | | | | | | |