# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A compromise of right is a triumph | | | | | | | |
d2 | Act, act on the verge of the century | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | America, thou child of providence | | | | | | | |
d5 | Are you counting for the Master every day | | | | | | | |
d6 | Behind me tonight lies the dim | | | | | | | |
d7 | Behind the blood red battle cloud | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come near to thy father and tell him thy need | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come to the cross today | | | | | | | |
d12 | Down the ranks of the saved send the rousing call | | | | | | | |
d13 | Fair isle of Porto Rico, so long | | | | | | | |
d14 | Forever the word of the Lord shall endure | | | | | | | |
d15 | Forward, forward, every soldier | | | | | | | |
d16 | Forward moves the army | | | | | | | |
d17 | Gallant and glorious, marching afar | | | | | | | |
d18 | Gates of the beautiful | | | | | | | |
d19 | Gather the children to Jesus the Lord | | | | | | | |
d20 | Gif, o Jesu, froejd och lycke | | | | | | | |
d21 | God's Spirit now is striving | | | | | | | |
d22 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d23 | Hasten with the gospel | | | | | | | |
d24 | Hearken now to the voice of the Spirit | | | | | | | |
d25 | I am safe, whatever may betide me | | | | | | | |
d26 | I am the tender Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d27 | I am trusting thee, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d28 | I ask not why some days are fair | | | | | | | |
d29 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d30 | I have a friend so precious, so very | | | | | | | |
d31 | I have found what I wanted, what is | | | | | | | |
d32 | I have two hands, a right and left | | | | | | | |
d33 | I sing the love of God, my Father | | | | | | | |
d34 | If our plans be not all human | | | | | | | |
d35 | If today we sat in darkness | | | | | | | |
d36 | If you have a kind word, say it | | | | | | | |
d37 | In the footsteps of our Savior | | | | | | | |
d38 | In the home country of our King | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d40 | Jesus, to thee I come | | | | | | | |
d41 | Let the light of life now shine | | | | | | | |
d42 | Little ones happy ones | | | | | | | |
d43 | Many centuries have flown | | | | | | | |
d44 | Men of thought, be up, and stirring | | | | | | | |
d45 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d46 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d47 | No frontier to his kingdom | | | | | | | |
d48 | O Christian, a watchword we bring you today | | | | | | | |
d49 | O come, give thanks unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d51 | O how many blessings every day | | | | | | | |
d52 | O I love to read of Jesus and his love | | | | | | | |
d53 | O it will be brighter tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d54 | O pilgrim on life's pathway here | | | | | | | |
d55 | O what boundless love we see | | | | | | | |
d56 | O, ye who toil the teeming soil | | | | | | | |
d57 | Oft the Christian, in life's pathway | | | | | | | |
d58 | Once more we've heard the word divine | | | | | | | |
d59 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d60 | Praying by the riverside | | | | | | | |
d61 | Read o'er your marching orders | | | | | | | |
d62 | Rest to the weary soul And aching breast | | | | | | | |
d63 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d64 | Savior, my life, my all, Thou wilt not leave me ready to hear my call | | | | | | | |
d65 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d66 | See now the waves that bathe the shores | | | | | | | |
d67 | Send the light of life to all | | | | | | | |
d68 | Since our Master ascended to God | | | | | | | |
d69 | Sitting in the darkness, longing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Soldiers, bound for Canaan's land | | | | | | | |
d71 | Sometimes the path is dreary | | | | | | | |
d72 | Sometimes we sigh as days go by | | | | | | | |
d73 | Speak gently, it is better far | | | | | | | |
d74 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d75 | Tarry with us, blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d76 | The evening shades are falling | | | | | | | |
d77 | The great battle is on | | | | | | | |
d78 | The harvest is great and the fields | | | | | | | |
d79 | The sea blood slumbering in our veins | | | | | | | |
d80 | The sweet gospel the pure word | | | | | | | |
d81 | The whole wide world for Jesus, All creatures great and small | | | | | | | |
d82 | Their faces to Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
d83 | There are coming changes great | | | | | | | |
d84 | There are mansions for the blest | | | | | | | |
d85 | There comes a cry from o'er the sea | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is need of soldiers | | | | | | | |
d87 | There is work for me to do | | | | | | | |
d88 | There's a bright golden light | | | | | | | |
d89 | There's a rest complete for the weary | | | | | | | |
d90 | There's a word for you to speak | | | | | | | |
d91 | They had come from out of the east | | | | | | | |
d92 | They wait, those millions over there | | | | | | | |
d93 | This will be a great day for you | | | | | | | |
d94 | Though the cross for him I bear | | | | | | | |
d95 | 'Tis a good work, grand work | | | | | | | |
d96 | To be Christ's at last I will leave | | | | | | | |
d97 | To the lost ones far or near | | | | | | | |
d98 | To thee, O land, so dark, but dear | | | | | | | |
d99 | Tonight, my soul, be still and sleep | | | | | | | |
d100 | Trusting in the Savior who has ransomed me | | | | | | | |