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d201 | O Lord, to thee I lift my plea | | | | | | | |
d202 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d203 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d204 | O what shall I do to be saved from the sorrows | | | | | | | |
d205 | On Calvary there's one who died | | | | | | | |
d206 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d207 | Once my head was bowed in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d208 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d209 | Onward to conquer we march side by side | | | | | | | |
d210 | Our friends will be down at the river | | | | | | | |
d211 | Over the top for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d212 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d213 | Praise him, praise him, Jesus, our blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d214 | Praising my Savior I go my way, happiness | | | | | | | |
d215 | Pray pray in the old time way, come Christians gather round | | | | | | | |
d216 | Press the battle hard, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d217 | Pressing the battle in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d218 | Prophet and priest and king | | | | | | | |
d219 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d220 | Resist not the Spirit | | | | | | | |
d221 | Revive thy work, O Lord, Thy mighty arm make bare | | | | | | | |
d222 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d223 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d224 | Saved by the blood of the lamb that was slain | | | | | | | |
d225 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d226 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d227 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d228 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d229 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d230 | Should the death angel knock at thy chamber | | | | | | | |
d231 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
d232 | Since Jesus did my sins forgive | | | | | | | |
d233 | Sinner, don't wait till the judgment | | | | | | | |
d234 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d235 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d236 | Soldiers of Christ, list | | | | | | | |
d237 | Someone will knock at the saints bright home | | | | | | | |
d238 | Soul, why be contented, Out of Christ to stay | | | | | | | |
d239 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d240 | Spirit of faith, come down | | | | | | | |
d241 | Spurn me not, O loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d242 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d243 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d244 | Strive to be scattering sunshine each day | | | | | | | |
d245 | Strive to enter at the gate | | | | | | | |
d246 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d247 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d248 | Take me, Lord, and make me | | | | | | | |
d249 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d250 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d251 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d252 | Take your stand for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d253 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d254 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d255 | The night is dark and starless | | | | | | | |
d256 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
d257 | The road to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
d258 | The triune God beheld the world | | | | | | | |
d259 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d260 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d261 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d262 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
d263 | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d264 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
d265 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d266 | There is no sorrow, Lord, too light [slight] | | | | | | | |
d267 | There is now no condemnation | | | | | | | |
d268 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d269 | There was one who died on the cross for me | | | | | | | |
d270 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
d271 | There's a fountain wide, with a flowing tide | | | | | | | |
d272 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d273 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d274 | There's a little song a-singing in my heart each day | | | | | | | |
d275 | There's a wonderful day, for the prophets all say | | | | | | | |
d276 | There's one little word, if with courage you speak | | | | | | | |
d277 | They call me old fashioned because I believe | | | | | | | |
d278 | This shall ever be our aim | | | | | | | |
d279 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d280 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d281 | Though the angry billows roll | | | | | | | |
d282 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d283 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d284 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d285 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d286 | 'Tis religion that can give in the light | | | | | | | |
d287 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d288 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d289 | To the feet of my Savior, in trembling and fear | | | | | | | |
d290 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d291 | 'Twas by his grace through faith I came | | | | | | | |
d292 | Wasted opportunities we can ne'er regain | | | | | | | |
d293 | We are here to tell of the love of God | | | | | | | |
d294 | We are sad while here below | | | | | | | |
d295 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d296 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d297 | Weeping will not save me Though in sorrow's weary | | | | | | | |
d298 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d299 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d300 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |