# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d102 | Standing like a lighthouse on the shores of time | | | | | | | |
d103 | Still the dear Savior is pleading | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d105 | The clouds hang heavy round my way, I cannot see | | | | | | | |
d106 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d107 | The fullness of God's wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d108 | The love of the Savior of sinners | | | | | | | |
d109 | The name of Jesus is so sweet | | | | | | | |
d110 | The works and ways of God on high | | | | | | | |
d111 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d112 | There are fields that to harvest are white | | | | | | | |
d113 | There came a day when I was led to heed the Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d114 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d115 | There is hope, O soul, for you | | | | | | | |
d116 | There is singing up in heaven | | | | | | | |
d117 | There is sunshine in the valley, there is sunshine on the hill | | | | | | | |
d118 | There is victory within my soul | | | | | | | |
d119 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d120 | There's a land to which my steps are leading | | | | | | | |
d121 | There's a shout in the camp, keep the fires brightly burning | | | | | | | |
d122 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d123 | There's One above all earthly friends | | | | | | | |
d124 | Though the world allure with its gilded charm | | | | | | | |
d125 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d126 | 'Tis the Lord who redeems us | | | | | | | |
d127 | To Jesus every day I find my heart is closer drawn | | | | | | | |
d128 | To the cross of the Savior I'm coming | | | | | | | |
d129 | Upon life's boundless ocean where mighty billows roll | | | | | | | |
d130 | We are traveling to the better land | | | | | | | |
d131 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d132 | We shall walk with him in white | | | | | | | |
d133 | We're girded for the fight | | | | | | | |
d134 | What a wondrous price for my soul was paid | | | | | | | |
d135 | When billows of trouble and trials o'er me roll | | | | | | | |
d136 | When by faith I saw my Lord | | | | | | | |
d137 | When Jesus came to seek me | | | | | | | |
d138 | When misfortune overtakes me | | | | | | | |
d139 | When my daily path brings trouble nigh | | | | | | | |
d140 | When sorrow and grief o'erwhelm you | | | | | | | |
d141 | When the curtains are lifted, O what shall I | | | | | | | |
d142 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
d143 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
d144 | White the robes they wear | | | | | | | |
d145 | With Christ my dear Redeemer I will onward go | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]