# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d302 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
d303 | Shall man O God of life and light | | | | | | | |
d304 | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
d305 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d306 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d307 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d308 | Sole Sovereign of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
d309 | Sons of God, your Savior praise | | | | | | | |
d310 | Source of eternal joy [joys] divine | | | | | | | |
d311 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d312 | Spirit of holiness, Let all thy saints adore | | | | | | | |
d313 | Spirit, spirit, spirit, thy labor is o'er | | | | | | | |
d314 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d315 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d316 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d317 | Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
d318 | Taught by our Lord, we will not pray | | | | | | | |
d319 | Ten thousand thanks to thee | | | | | | | |
d320 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
d321 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d322 | The glorious armies of the sky | | | | | | | |
d323 | The heavenly treasure now we have | | | | | | | |
d324 | The long lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d325 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I fear | | | | | | | |
d326 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest | | | | | | | |
d327 | The men of grace have found Glory | | | | | | | |
d328 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d329 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d330 | The power to bless my house | | | | | | | |
d331 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
d332 | The sacred body of perfectness | | | | | | | |
d333 | The Savior kindly calls Our children | | | | | | | |
d334 | The sun of righteousness on me | | | | | | | |
d335 | The tempter to my soul hath said | | | | | | | |
d336 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d337 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d338 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d339 | There is a home, a home fadeless and bright | | | | | | | |
d340 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d341 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d342 | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
d343 | There we shall meet again | | | | | | | |
d344 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
d345 | This day the Lord has [hath] called his own | | | | | | | |
d346 | This is the day the Lord hath made, O earth rejoice | | | | | | | |
d347 | This is thy will, I know | | | | | | | |
d348 | This, this is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
d349 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
d350 | Thou, Lord, hast blest my going out | | | | | | | |
d351 | Thou, Lord of life, whose tender care | | | | | | | |
d352 | Thou, O Christ, art all I want | | | | | | | |
d353 | Thou seest my feebleness, Jesus | | | | | | | |
d354 | Thou seest our weakness, Lord, Our hearts are known to thee | | | | | | | |
d355 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
d356 | Thou very present Aid | | | | | | | |
d357 | Thou, who on the whirlwind ridest | | | | | | | |
d358 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d359 | Through thy protecting care | | | | | | | |
d360 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d361 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d362 | Thy presence, everlasting [ever living] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d363 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d364 | Thy presence, Lord, the place shall fill | | | | | | | |
d365 | Thy way is in the sea | | | | | | | |
d366 | To damp our earthly joys | | | | | | | |
d367 | To thee, our Father, God, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d368 | To thee, our God and Savior, our hearts | | | | | | | |
d369 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d370 | Vain are all terrestrial pleasures | | | | | | | |
d371 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d372 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d373 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
d374 | We journey through a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
d375 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
d376 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d377 | Weary souls that [who] wander wide | | | | | | | |
d378 | Weep not for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
d379 | What is our calling's glorious hope | | | | | | | |
d380 | What now is my [our] object and aim | | | | | | | |
d381 | What shall I do my God to love | | | | | | | |
d382 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d383 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
d384 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d385 | When death before my sight | | | | | | | |
d386 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d387 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d388 | When on the brink of death | | | | | | | |
d389 | When quiet in my house I sit | | | | | | | |
d390 | When shall thy love constrain and force me to thy breast | | | | | | | |
d391 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d392 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
d393 | Where is my [our] [the] Savior now | | | | | | | |
d394 | Wherefore should I make my moan | | | | | | | |
d395 | Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
d396 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d397 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d398 | While thou art intimately nigh | | | | | | | |
d399 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d400 | Who are these [those] arrayed in white | | | | | | | |