| A closer walk with Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Afar over the harvest field we roam | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| After life's fever, its toil and its care | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| After the toil and the burden | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| All that my soul in its sin can need | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 8 |
| All will be over, every grief and sorrow | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| As a shepherd good and true | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| As night that flees from the morning sun | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| At Calvary's cross where the cleansing tide | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Be loyal, O, be loyal | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Before the march of Christ the Mighty | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 2 |
| Bend Thou all graciously, Father above | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Called by the grace that Thy love doth extend | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Can we know that Jesus saves us | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 14 |
| Christ is from the grave ascended | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers | W. M. R. (Author (Chorus)) | English | 1 |
| Dias há, bem sei, Em que triste te sentes | William Marion Runyan (Author) | Portuguese | 1 |
| Escuta a voz do meu Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | Portuguese | 1 |
| Far from the fold of God | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 2 |
| For the mercy Jesus will bestow | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| Forgiven greatly, Lord, am I | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Forward still, with face full forward | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 3 |
| From Heaven above, in His infinite love | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 16 |
| From Olive's Hill, the multitude upgazing | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 8 |
| From the hills of far Judea, from the shores of Galilee | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| From the sins that scar and the things that mar | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 2 |
| God will not forget me, wherever my path may lie | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| God's wondrous grace! O how shall mortal tongue declare | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father | William Marion Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Hail, blest Redeemer! Thy praises bringing | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 6 |
| Hail, King of glory, hail, Lord of love | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Have you heard of that wonderful story so true | W. M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| He came to me one day, this wondrous Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| He cannot reject me | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| He has it all, the struggle past | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| He loves, He saves, He keeps, This longing heart of mine (Chorus) | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| How still are the waters where Jesus doth gather | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am happy in my Savior's love (Chorus) | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| I am on the heavenly highway, With the Savior as my guide | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 11 |
| I am sure of a home in heaven | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am yielding all to Thee | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| I can see it in my dreaming, that sweet land of strange repose | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| I cannot understand how God could love me | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| I have Jesus in my heart, Hallelujah | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| I marvel, O, I marvel so | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| I never have known so true a friend as Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| I will do what I can for my Savior today | Rev. W. M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| If we brightly shine, if we sweetly smile | William Marion Runyan (Author) | English | 6 |
| In childhood's morn of brimming glee | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| In my heart a song is ringing, echoing God's love | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| In the fold were the ninety and nine | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| In the glory that shone from the cross one day | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| In the midst of the heavenly home land | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| In the way our fathers trod | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Into the garden where shadows were creeping | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| It is not far to the place of pardon | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| It was night within my soul when Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Jesus will keep me by power divine | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| Just a little while ere the last long mile | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 3 |
| Just as you are there's a welcome for you | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 8 |
| Like a life line flung over the raging sea | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Like a strain of sweetest music | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 6 |
| Like as a mother comforteth | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 10 |
| Lingering here 'mid life's sorrow and care | Wm. M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Live for others while on earth you live | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Long time I wandered, wandered from Jesus | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lord, I have shut the door, Speak now the word | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 26 |
| Lord, when to Thee our grieved hearts go | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Many are waiting in darkness and sin (Runyan) | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Memory whispers to me now | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| "My grace is sufficient," O, wondrous word | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Near, near to Thee, help us to live | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| Not the love that I have had for Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| O church of Jesus, thy true sons honor thee | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| O tell me more of Jesus' love | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| O the joy that here we may walk with Jesus | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| O, there is a way, and it is the sure way | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Only a little while for the love's sweet service | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| ஓர் தாய் தன் பிள்ளையை அன்பாக (Ōr tāy taṉ piḷḷaiyai aṉpāka) | William M. Runyan (Author) | Tamil | 1 |
| Our God hath given promise | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 10 |
| Our light has grown dim and our hearts have grown cold | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| Our lives are read by those who look | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Prayer is the breath of the soul's deep life | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 3 |
| Proclaim the glad tidings to earth's farthest nations | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Revive Thy work, O Lord! Fill now each waiting heart | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Sang the angels long ago | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Since Jesus bore my weight of sorrow | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Since Jesus came, my night is turned to day | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| So long have God's servants been calling | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Soldiers of Jesus, clad in God's bright armor | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Some say it is a fable and that Jesus never came | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| Souls are all about us, Knowing not the Lord | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Surgem anjos proclamando | William Marion Runyan (Author) | Portuguese | 1 |
| Sweet morning comes with light and dew | W. M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Tell it all to Jesus when the day goes wrong | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| The angels sang at the Savior's birth | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| The fields are white for harvest now, And souls before the Lord should bow | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| The gospel of the grace of God | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| I'm the child of the King of kings | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| The peace that like a river flows | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| The songs of the world may be many | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| The voice of God is calling me in ways I can but hear | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| There is a fold where all secure they lie | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| They tell me there is one who knows my need | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| They were in the place of waiting | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 3 |
| This be our task on life's long rugged way | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Though a pilgrim and stranger here | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Though the way seem long, the burden hard to bear | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| Though foes assail us on the field | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 5 |
| Though in life's stress thy heart aweary be | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Though my way be swept with storm | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 1 |
| Through ages long swept by the tempests of doubt | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 3 |
| Thy kingdom come, is the prayer we are taught to pray | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 7 |
| To Thy temple holy Come we now with praise | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| Too long in the darkness our pathway has been | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| 'Twas God's own Son who came to earth | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 8 |
| Up from the misty vales they go | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Upon the sea where our good ship sails | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Walking with my blessed Savior here below | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| We are the treasures of Christ the King | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 6 |
| We cannot hope that every day | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| We journey, it may be, through tempest and rain | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| We shall lay our burdens by | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| We sing about heaven, its glory and gleam | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| We thank Thee for the brawny arm | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| What a glorious day for me | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 2 |
| When Jesus first came to my heart to abide | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| When, O, when art Thou coming | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 4 |
| When the calls of duty are urging on | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 4 |
| When the clouds over hanging have darkened the day | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Why struggle on unaided when the tide about you flows? | W. M. R. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Wonderful it is that Jesus cares for me | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| Word of God, O sacred treasure | William M. Runyan (Author) | | 2 |
| Wounded for our transgressions | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 3 |
| Yonder the promise | William M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
| Youth looking upward and onward today | Wm. M. Runyan (Author) | English | 1 |
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