# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d102 | Over the river, shining forever | | | | | | | |
d103 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d104 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d105 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d106 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d107 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d108 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d109 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d110 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d111 | Silent night, hallowed night, land and deep silent sleep | | | | | | | |
d112 | Since I gave to Jesus my poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
d113 | Sing of Jesus, sing forever | | | | | | | |
d114 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sinners are coming to Jesus the Lord | | | | | | | |
d116 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d117 | Sometimes when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
d118 | Somewhere, somewhere the sky is bright | | | | | | | |
d119 | Soon this life will all be over | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d121 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d122 | Sweet heaven's a thought that is precious to me | | | | | | | |
d123 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d124 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d125 | Swing the door of your heart open wide | | | | | | | |
d126 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d127 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d128 | Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart | | | | | | | |
d129 | The church of God, a mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d130 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d131 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d132 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d133 | The voice of the Savior says come | | | | | | | |
d134 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d135 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d136 | There is coming a morning of wonderful joy | | | | | | | |
d137 | There is only one way to the kingdom of God | | | | | | | |
d138 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d139 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d140 | There's a deep settled peace abiding | | | | | | | |
d141 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
d142 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d143 | There's a happy land of promise | | | | | | | |
d144 | There's a home in a beautiful bower | | | | | | | |
d145 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d146 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d147 | There's a pardon full and sweet | | | | | | | |
d148 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d149 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d150 | They tried my Lord and Master | | | | | | | |
d151 | This life is burdened with many a care | | | | | | | |
d152 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
d153 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d154 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d155 | To Christ be loyal and be true | | | | | | | |
d156 | To the harvest fields I will gladly go | | | | | | | |
d157 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d158 | Traveling down life's pilgrim way | | | | | | | |
d159 | Trials dark on every hand | | | | | | | |
d160 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
d161 | Upon the first day of the week | | | | | | | |
d162 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d163 | We are going home to rest | | | | | | | |
d164 | We are little travelers, Marching, marching | | | | | | | |
d165 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d166 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d167 | We will work and sing and pray for Christ our | | | | | | | |
d168 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d169 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d170 | Whate'er you do in word or deed | | | | | | | |
d171 | When all my trials and cares are o'er | | | | | | | |
d172 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d173 | When judgment day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d174 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
d175 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d176 | When the morning light you see | | | | | | | |
d177 | When the Savior comes for his chosen ones | | | | | | | |
d178 | When the sun of your life has gone down | | | | | | | |
d179 | When the sun refuses to shine | | | | | | | |
d180 | When the trumpet shall sound and the dead | | | | | | | |
d181 | When with the Savior we enter the glory land | | | | | | | |
d182 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d183 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d184 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d185 | Who at my [the] [thy] door [who] is standing [knocking] | | | | | | | |
d186 | Who is that calling for me to come | | | | | | | |
d187 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d188 | With friends on earth we meet in [with] gladness | | | | | | | |
d189 | With Jesus I would ever be, His matchless name adore | | | | | | | |
d190 | Wonderful Jesus, glorious friend | | | | | | | |
d191 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d192 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |