# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d102 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d103 | O come, O come, Emmanuel [Immanuel], And ransom | | | | | | | |
d104 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d105 | O happy home where thou art loved the dearest | | | | | | | |
d106 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d107 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
d108 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d109 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d110 | O Master, let me walk with thee [you] | | | | | | | |
d111 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d112 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d113 | O Savior, precious Savior, whom yet unseen we love | | | | | | | |
d114 | O thou best gift of heaven Thou who Thyself hast given | | | | | | | |
d115 | O Zion [Sion], haste, thy [your] mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d116 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d117 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d118 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d119 | Open mine eyes, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | Open my [mine] eyes that I may see Glimpses of truth | | | | | | | |
d121 | Our times are in thy hand, O God [Father] | | | | | | | |
d122 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d123 | Praise to [ye] [we] the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation | | | | | | | |
d124 | Prepare the way O Zion | | | | | | | |
d125 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d126 | Savior, hear us, we pray, keep us safe | | | | | | | |
d127 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d128 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
d129 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d130 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d131 | Spirit of God descend upon my heart | | | | | | | |
d132 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d135 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d136 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d137 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d138 | Thanks to God for my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d139 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d141 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d142 | The love of God is greater far | | | | | | | |
d143 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
d144 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d145 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thine be [is] the glory, risen, conquering Son | | | | | | | |
d147 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d148 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d149 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d150 | Thy word is like a garden, Lord | | | | | | | |
d151 | Turn your eyes upon Jesus | | | | | | | |
d152 | Under his wings I am [I'm] safely abiding | | | | | | | |
d153 | We are climbing Jacob's ladder, We are climbing | | | | | | | |
d154 | We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing | | | | | | | |
d155 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d156 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
d157 | Were you there when they crucified my Lord | | | | | | | |
d158 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
d159 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d160 | When Christmas morn is dawning | | | | | | | |
d161 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d162 | When Jesus comes in glory | | | | | | | |
d163 | When lights are lit on the Christmas tree | | | | | | | |
d164 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
d165 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d166 | Whisper a prayer in the morning | | | | | | | |
d167 | With God and his mercy, His Spirit and Word | | | | | | | |