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d101 | The sands have been washed in the footprints | | | | | | | |
d102 | There is a grand excursion, that's running through the land | | | | | | | |
d103 | There is a song I love to sing, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d104 | There is joy in my soul today, Jesus abiding within | | | | | | | |
d105 | There is no friend like Jesus, my wants to Him are known | | | | | | | |
d106 | There is one loved me so that for me he died | | | | | | | |
d107 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d108 | There's a message true and glad | | | | | | | |
d109 | There's a road that leads to the vale of despair | | | | | | | |
d110 | There's glory in the dawning of each returning day | | | | | | | |
d111 | There's nothing so sure in the whole world today | | | | | | | |
d112 | Thou carest, Lord, thou carest, Lord | | | | | | | |
d113 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d114 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d115 | Thy way, O Lord, no mine | | | | | | | |
d116 | 'Tis the story grand and true, of the Lord who died for you | | | | | | | |
d117 | To every tribe and nation repeat the joyful strain | | | | | | | |
d118 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d119 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d120 | Weary, tired and lonely, as on you go | | | | | | | |
d121 | We'll praise the Lord for he is great | | | | | | | |
d122 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d123 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d124 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d125 | When conflicts press and you sink neath the load | | | | | | | |
d126 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d127 | When the clouds are hanging low, shine, shine | | | | | | | |
d128 | When the storms of life are raging stand by me | | | | | | | |
d129 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
d130 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d131 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d132 | Who knows where birds that sing today | | | | | | | |
d133 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d134 | With banners streaming, and armors gleaming | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]