# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Pass along a bit of happiness and cheer | | | | | | | |
d102 | Praise ye the Lord, for he | | | | | | | |
d103 | Prize the Bible | | | | | | | |
d104 | Right and wrong are fighting | | | | | | | |
d105 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d106 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d107 | Send abroad the message | | | | | | | |
d108 | Send the happy tidings | | | | | | | |
d109 | Send thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
d110 | Showing our love for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | Since I gave my heart to Jesus, he has done so much for me | | | | | | | |
d112 | Sing a song of Christmas | | | | | | | |
d113 | Soldiers, bravely march | | | | | | | |
d114 | Some stars | | | | | | | |
d115 | Somehow the cross will be | | | | | | | |
d116 | Sometime you intend to | | | | | | | |
d117 | Sowing, sowing seeds | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sure of his blessing | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sweet gospel bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d121 | Tell God's love to some sad heart | | | | | | | |
d122 | The battle is on, The fight must be won | | | | | | | |
d123 | The fight is on and God | | | | | | | |
d124 | The foe is near, the bugle call is ringing | | | | | | | |
d125 | The grace I need is guaranteed | | | | | | | |
d126 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d127 | The Lord his host is leading | | | | | | | |
d128 | The Savior gave himself | | | | | | | |
d129 | The way may be dreary | | | | | | | |
d130 | The way may seem too hard | | | | | | | |
d131 | There is a circle yet | | | | | | | |
d132 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d133 | There is joy unknown | | | | | | | |
d134 | There is so much we can be | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a battle great now raging | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's naught can separate | | | | | | | |
d137 | Though I am tempted oft | | | | | | | |
d138 | Though I had wandered | | | | | | | |
d139 | Though I only may a standard | | | | | | | |
d140 | Through ages of years | | | | | | | |
d141 | To know that Jesus will | | | | | | | |
d142 | Up, up, up, the pretty | | | | | | | |
d143 | We are God's true soldiers | | | | | | | |
d144 | We are standard bearers | | | | | | | |
d145 | We may not be able | | | | | | | |
d146 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d147 | Welcome to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d148 | Welcome, welcome happy | | | | | | | |
d149 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d150 | What a transformation | | | | | | | |
d151 | What makes the homeward path | | | | | | | |
d152 | When storms around are sweeping | | | | | | | |
d153 | When the shadows round me | | | | | | | |
d154 | When there's work to do | | | | | | | |
d155 | Whether sowing seed | | | | | | | |
d156 | With the grace of God within | | | | | | | |
d157 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]