# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d601 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d602 | The Savior risen today we praise | | | | | | | |
d603 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d604 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d605 | The splendid scene presents to sight | | | | | | | |
d606 | The sun is set the day is closed | | | | | | | |
d607 | The time soon is coming by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
d608 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d609 | The wondrous love of Jesus from doubts and fears it [he] frees us | | | | | | | |
d610 | The work, O Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d611 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d612 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d613 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d614 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d615 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d616 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d617 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d618 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d619 | These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shine | | | | | | | |
d620 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d621 | Thine influence, mighty God, is felt | | | | | | | |
d622 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d623 | This is the day the Lord hath made, O earth rejoice | | | | | | | |
d624 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d625 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
d626 | This stone to Thee in faith we lay | | | | | | | |
d627 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d628 | This world's not all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d629 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d630 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d631 | Thou, God of mercy, wilt indulge | | | | | | | |
d632 | Thou lovely portion of my heart | | | | | | | |
d633 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
d634 | Thou Source of uncreated light | | | | | | | |
d635 | Though sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
d636 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d637 | Thrice happy man [name] who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
d638 | Through endless years thou art the same | | | | | | | |
d639 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d640 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d641 | Thus God the eternal [Father] spake | | | | | | | |
d642 | Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
d643 | Thy gracious aid, O [great] Lord [God] impart | | | | | | | |
d644 | Thy law is perfect, Lord of light | | | | | | | |
d645 | Thy word, O Lord, directs the saints | | | | | | | |
d646 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d647 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d648 | To God our voices let us raise | | | | | | | |
d649 | To God the great, the ever blest [blessed] | | | | | | | |
d650 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d651 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | | | |
d652 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d653 | To my Redeemer's glorious name | | | | | | | |
d654 | To thee, again, my [our] gracious God | | | | | | | |
d655 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d656 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
d657 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d658 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
d659 | 'Twas God who formed [fixed] [hurled] the rolling spheres | | | | | | | |
d660 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d661 | Up to the Lord, that [who] reigns on high | | | | | | | |
d662 | Vain world, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
d663 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d664 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn [dawn] | | | | | | | |
d665 | Waked by the gospel's powerful [joyful] sound | | | | | | | |
d666 | We cannot shun the stroke of death | | | | | | | |
d667 | We come with joyful song To hail this happy morn | | | | | | | |
d668 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d669 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d670 | Well met, dear friends, in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d671 | We're in a world of hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
d672 | What contradictions meet | | | | | | | |
d673 | What countless myriads draw their breath | | | | | | | |
d674 | What empty things are all the skies | | | | | | | |
d675 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d676 | What pleasure, Lord, thy house attends | | | | | | | |
d677 | What scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
d678 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d679 | What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear | | | | | | | |
d680 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d681 | When all bespeak [bespeaks] a Father's love | | | | | | | |
d682 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d683 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d684 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d685 | When Christians all in friendship meet | | | | | | | |
d686 | When fancy spreads her boldest wings | | | | | | | |
d687 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d688 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d689 | When I look back to former years | | | | | | | |
d690 | When I with pleasing wonder stand | | | | | | | |
d691 | When Isr'l through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
d692 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
d693 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d694 | When my Shepherd, my Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d695 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d696 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d697 | When sickness shakes the [languid] frame | | | | | | | |
d698 | When souls are first converted | | | | | | | |
d699 | When storms hang o'er the Christian's head | | | | | | | |
d700 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |