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d401 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d402 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d403 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d404 | The Lord our Savior will appear | | | | | | | |
d405 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d406 | The Lord, the God of glory reigns | | | | | | | |
d407 | The midnight cry in mercy sounds | | | | | | | |
d408 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d409 | The night is past and gone | | | | | | | |
d410 | The pearl that [the] worldlings covet | | | | | | | |
d411 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
d412 | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
d413 | The righteous Lord supremely great | | | | | | | |
d414 | The Savior comes his advent's nigh | | | | | | | |
d415 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d416 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d417 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d418 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d419 | The work, O Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d420 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d421 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d422 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d423 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d424 | There is a land, a better land than this | | | | | | | |
d425 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d426 | There's a good time coming, it hasteth nigh | | | | | | | |
d427 | There's not a bright and beaming smile | | | | | | | |
d428 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d429 | Thine oath and promise, mighty God | | | | | | | |
d430 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
d431 | Those evening bells, those evening bells | | | | | | | |
d432 | Thou boundless source of every good | | | | | | | |
d433 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d434 | Thou, Lord, reignest in this bosom | | | | | | | |
d435 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d436 | Thou Refuge of my [the] weary soul | | | | | | | |
d437 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
d438 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d439 | Through thy protecting care | | | | | | | |
d440 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d441 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d442 | Thus saith the Lord, the great Commander | | | | | | | |
d443 | Thy mercies and thy love | | | | | | | |
d444 | Time hastens on, ye longing saints | | | | | | | |
d445 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d446 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d447 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d448 | 'Tis the last call of mercy that lingers for thee | | | | | | | |
d449 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d450 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d451 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d452 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d453 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d454 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d455 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
d456 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d457 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d458 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d459 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d460 | We are going to Mount Zion, to the city of our God | | | | | | | |
d461 | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
d462 | We have heard from the [that] bright [and] the [that] better [holy] land | | | | | | | |
d463 | We lift our souls to God | | | | | | | |
d464 | We shall greet them at home | | | | | | | |
d465 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d466 | Weary pilgrim, why this [the] sadness | | | | | | | |
d467 | We'll meet ere long in our happy Eden home | | | | | | | |
d468 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d469 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
d470 | We're going to see the bleeding Lamb | | | | | | | |
d471 | We're waiting still, dear Lord, for thee | | | | | | | |
d472 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d473 | What seraph like music falls sweet on my ear | | | | | | | |
d474 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
d475 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d476 | What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear | | | | | | | |
d477 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d478 | What vessel are you sailing in | | | | | | | |
d479 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d480 | When Christ, the Lord, was doomed to die | | | | | | | |
d481 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d482 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d483 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d484 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
d485 | When shall the saints forever rest | | | | | | | |
d486 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d487 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d488 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
d489 | Where shall the man be found | | | | | | | |
d490 | While in the world we still [yet] remain | | | | | | | |
d491 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d492 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
d493 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d494 | While toiling through earth's howling waste | | | | | | | |
d495 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d496 | Who, from the shades of gloomy night [gloomy shades of night] | | | | | | | |
d497 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place | | | | | | | |
d498 | Why that look of sadness | | | | | | | |
d499 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d500 | With Jesus in our [the] midst | | | | | | | |