| ആർദ്രതയേറുന്ന നല്ലിടയാ (Ārdratayēṟunna nalliṭayā) | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | Malayalam | 2 |
| Aquí tenemos que vagar | Sophia Griswold (Author) | Spanish | 2 |
| Are we like the fig tree | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| As the blood of Jesus cleanseth | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Aye, we will join the valiant | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Be not weary in well doing, It is heaven's high command | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Beautiful angel on pinions of light | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 6 |
| Beautiful star of morning | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Blessed and holy one, Gentle and lowly one | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| Brothers and sisters, a joyous lay | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Come from the hilltop, the vale, and the glen | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| Come, O blessed Savior | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Come to the wedding, Jesus, Friend | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Dawn on our vision, O city of light | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| Early, early let our songs ascend | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Faint, yet pursuing, we press our way | Sophia Griswold (Author) | English | 5 |
| Five little pairs | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Freddie came down from a chestnut tree | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Führe uns, Heiland, an liebender Hand | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | German | 4 |
| Gird ye for the toilsome day | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| God hath spoken thus today | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Grant us, our Savior, the love | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Hail, the blessed Sabbath morning | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Hark to the voice of the Savior and Lord | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| He called them of old | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Here are the berries I plucked | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Hurrah, for the morning of mornings | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| I am learning my lesson | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| I know not the way to the Beautiful Gate | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| I shall go to Thee, my Savior | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 4 |
| I will love Jesus and serve Him, for see | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 6 |
| I will rejoice when I hear | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| If never the gaze of sun and moon | W. R. Grizwold (Author) | English | 9 |
| In the house of God is a gathered band | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| In the narrow streets and alleys | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| لا تبعدي يا نفس عن فاديك تستريحي | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | Arabic | 1 |
| Let me go to the heavenly Canaan | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Let me kiss you, father | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| This life is an ocean, and each has his bark | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| List, the disciple band, Lord | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Little floweret, press thy way | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| Little thought Samaria's daughter | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| Look on the bright side keep | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Lord, help me, the shriek | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Med Blodfanen for os til Kana'n vi gaa | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| 'Mid the pastures green of the blessed isles | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 17 |
| Min Aand, som af Feiltrins Sorg meget har lidt | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| O builders, haste to the Rock away | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| O come, Christian teacher, from shores | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| O come, for the Master is calling, as when | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| O dread on the mountains | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| O haste to the rescue | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| O Master have mercy for portent | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| O mother, will you go with me now | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 1 |
| O soul, come to the mercy seat | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| O the morning, blessed | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| O spirit, overwhelmed by thy failures and fears | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| Om Staden i Himlen, som er sagt | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| One, who well knoweth the evils | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Only a penny apiece, and yet I cannot sell them for that | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| Onward, still onward, the pathway is straight | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| Praise him in his hallowed dwelling | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| Tenderly guide us, O Shepherd of love | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 6 |
| The spirit passed from the dungeon's gloom | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| There are unseen bands of angels | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 4 |
| There flowed a little troubled stream | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| There is never a sorrow | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| There was glory on the mountain | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| There were ringing notes | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| There's a home for us above | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| There's a mansion over the river | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 3 |
| There's a star that shines on the blest highway | Mrs. S. T. Griswold (Author) | English | 5 |
| They are coming to the Savior | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| They come to us from freedom's land | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| They said I was a naughty boy | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Thou knowest how each word of thine | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| Up and be doing, with hand, heart and mind | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| Upon the house, no delay, no pause | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| We are going home, when the toilsome day | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| I know in whom I have believed, And bless Him for the trust | W. R. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
| We may tell in early spring | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| We press on over life's rugged pathway, and wait | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| We think of those, dear Savior | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| We're going home, no more to roam (Griswold) | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 6 |
| We're marching to Canaan with banner and song | Mrs. W. R. Griswold (Author) | English | 8 |
| We're soldiers on duty, the foe is at hand | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 4 |
| What wilt thou have me to do my Lord? | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 1 |
| Whatsoe'er thy lot may be | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 3 |
| When the heart is pressed | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| When the morn is bright and fair | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 12 |
| When the morn is brightly glowing | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | | 2 |
| Work for your Master, work while you may | Paulina (Author) | English | 1 |
| Work in God's vineyard Jesus hath called thee | Sophia T. Griswold (Author) | English | 2 |
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