# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | I have a dear Savior, a wonderful friend | | | | | | | |
d103 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d104 | I have found his grace is all complete | | | | | | | |
d105 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d106 | I have started on the homeward way | | | | | | | |
d107 | I hear a song, a song so sweet | | | | | | | |
d108 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d109 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
d110 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d112 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d113 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d114 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d115 | I remember how my Savior died for me | | | | | | | |
d116 | I remember when my burdens rolled away | | | | | | | |
d117 | I saw a wayworn traveler | | | | | | | |
d118 | I shall not bear the cross through yon city | | | | | | | |
d119 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d120 | I want to be a worker for [with] the Lord | | | | | | | |
d121 | I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go to [into] the house of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d122 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
d123 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d124 | I would not go back to the old sinful life | | | | | | | |
d125 | If duty should call you away | | | | | | | |
d126 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d127 | I'm a soldier bound for glory, I'm a soldier marching on | | | | | | | |
d128 | I'm a way worn pilgrim here | | | | | | | |
d129 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d130 | I'm kneeling at the [thy] mercy seat, I'm kneeling | | | | | | | |
d131 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d132 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | | | |
d133 | In the busy marts, in the crowded street | | | | | | | |
d134 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d135 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d136 | In the gospel light we march along | | | | | | | |
d137 | In the great triumphant morning | | | | | | | |
d138 | Into the garden of God I have come | | | | | | | |
d139 | Into the tent where a gypsy boy lay | | | | | | | |
d140 | Is it far to that beautiful home | | | | | | | |
d141 | Is it wrong to wish to meet them | | | | | | | |
d142 | Is there a heart that is waiting | | | | | | | |
d143 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d144 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d145 | I've found my Lord and he is mine | | | | | | | |
d146 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
d147 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d148 | Jesus came from heaven, sinful hearts to win | | | | | | | |
d149 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d150 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
d151 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d152 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d153 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d154 | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
d155 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d156 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d157 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d158 | Jesus went upon the mountain | | | | | | | |
d159 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
d160 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d161 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d162 | Land ahead, its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
d163 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d164 | Lead me gently home, Father | | | | | | | |
d165 | Life is like a mountain railroad With an engineer that's brave | | | | | | | |
d166 | Lift me up above the shadows | | | | | | | |
d167 | Like a tidal wave of glory Reaching over land | | | | | | | |
d168 | Like Caleb and Joshua stand | | | | | | | |
d169 | Look away from the cross | | | | | | | |
d170 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d171 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d172 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d173 | Lord, in thy presence here we meet | | | | | | | |
d174 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d175 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d176 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d177 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d178 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d179 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d180 | More about Jesus would I know | | | | | | | |
d181 | More like thee, O Savior, let me be | | | | | | | |
d182 | Must I go, and empty handed | | | | | | | |
d183 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d184 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d185 | My dearest friends in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
d186 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d187 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d188 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d189 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d190 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d191 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d192 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d193 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d194 | My name is in the book of life | | | | | | | |
d195 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d196 | My stubborn will at last hath yielded | | | | | | | |
d197 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d198 | Not all earth's gold and silver Can make a sinner whole | | | | | | | |
d199 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
d200 | Now I feel the sacred fire | | | | | | | |