# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d202 | O God, our Father, and our friend | | | | | | | |
d203 | O happy are they who know the Lord | | | | | | | |
d204 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d205 | O happy day when Gods dear Son | | | | | | | |
d206 | O happy land, O happy land, Where saints and angels | | | | | | | |
d207 | O happy they who know the Lord, with whom | | | | | | | |
d208 | O how blest the congregation | | | | | | | |
d209 | O is it pleasant thus to praise | | | | | | | |
d210 | O Lord, I [we] would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
d211 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d212 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d213 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d214 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
d215 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d216 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d217 | Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul | | | | | | | |
d218 | Oft in danger [sorrow], oft [and] in woe | | | | | | | |
d219 | On what has now been sown | | | | | | | |
d220 | One there is above all others, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d221 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d222 | Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites | | | | | | | |
d223 | Our Helper, God, we bless his [thy] name | | | | | | | |
d224 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d225 | Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise your [our] hearts and voices | | | | | | | |
d226 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d227 | Quiet Lord my froward heart | | | | | | | |
d228 | Rejoice, believer [believers], in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d229 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d230 | Return, O wanderer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
d231 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d232 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d233 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d234 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d235 | Savior, round Thy footstool bending | | | | | | | |
d236 | Savior, while my heart is tender, I would yield that heart to Thee | | | | | | | |
d237 | See Isr'l's Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d238 | Shall hymns of grateful love | | | | | | | |
d239 | Shall we ever all meet again | | | | | | | |
d240 | Shine, mighty God, on Britain shine | | | | | | | |
d241 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
d242 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d243 | Son of God thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
d244 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d245 | Surely Christ thy grief [griefs] [sins] hath [has] borne | | | | | | | |
d246 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d247 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d248 | Sweeter sounds than music knows | | | | | | | |
d249 | The ark, the ark and it alone | | | | | | | |
d250 | The atoning work is done, The Victim's blood is shed | | | | | | | |
d251 | The cross, the cross, O that's my gain | | | | | | | |
d252 | The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave | | | | | | | |
d253 | The law commands, and makes us know | | | | | | | |
d254 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d255 | The people of the Lord are on their way | | | | | | | |
d256 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
d257 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d258 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d259 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d260 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
d261 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d262 | There is a house above | | | | | | | |
d263 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d264 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d265 | There's a Friend for all that seek him | | | | | | | |
d266 | This blessed day once more returns | | | | | | | |
d267 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
d268 | This is God's most holy day | | | | | | | |
d269 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d270 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d271 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
d272 | Thou seest my feebleness, Jesus | | | | | | | |
d273 | Though often here we're weary, There is sweet rest above | | | | | | | |
d274 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d275 | Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d276 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
d277 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d278 | Time is earnest, passing by | | | | | | | |
d279 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d280 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d281 | To the Lamb that was slain and is risen again | | | | | | | |
d282 | To thee, thou bleeding Lamb, to thee | | | | | | | |
d283 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d284 | We sing of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d285 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d286 | Welcome news the gospel brings | | | | | | | |
d287 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d288 | Welcome, welcome, sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
d289 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
d290 | What must it be to dwell above | | | | | | | |
d291 | What strange and wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d292 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d293 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d294 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d295 | When Moses raised at God's command | | | | | | | |
d296 | When mothers of Salem their children brought to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d297 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d298 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
d299 | When we devote our youth to God | | | | | | | |
d300 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |