# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Jesus, my Savior, is pleading with me | | | | | | | |
d102 | Jesus only can go with me | | | | | | | |
d103 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d104 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d105 | Just a little sunshine everywhere we go | | | | | | | |
d106 | Just what the future has for me | | | | | | | |
d107 | Keep close to Jesus, never leave his side | | | | | | | |
d108 | Keep me, dear Savior, close to thy heart | | | | | | | |
d109 | Kneeling low at thy feet | | | | | | | |
d110 | Lead me, Savior, ever lead me | | | | | | | |
d111 | Let heaven and earth exalt thy name | | | | | | | |
d112 | Let the sunshine of thy love | | | | | | | |
d113 | Lift away the shadows with a song each day | | | | | | | |
d114 | Living the life of the Spirit below | | | | | | | |
d115 | Look look to the comforter | | | | | | | |
d116 | Look out along the way | | | | | | | |
d117 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
d118 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d119 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d120 | Loyalty to the master, loyalty to the king | | | | | | | |
d121 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d122 | Marching on day by day | | | | | | | |
d123 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d124 | Move forward, soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d125 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d126 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d127 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d128 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d129 | O blest assurance, ever dear | | | | | | | |
d130 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d131 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d132 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d133 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d134 | O Fountain of blessing, forever expressing | | | | | | | |
d135 | O glorious homeland just over the line | | | | | | | |
d136 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d137 | O have you ever tried to lift | | | | | | | |
d138 | O prodigal, don't stay away, The Father is waiting | | | | | | | |
d139 | O sad are the words that we're singing | | | | | | | |
d140 | O scatter seeds of loving deeds | | | | | | | |
d141 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d142 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d143 | O testify for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d144 | O the beautiful home that is far, far away | | | | | | | |
d145 | O the precious blood of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d146 | O the soul redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d147 | O'er land and sea, let every tongue | | | | | | | |
d148 | Oft in the midnight's stilly hour | | | | | | | |
d149 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d150 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d151 | Out in the world there are many | | | | | | | |
d152 | Out on the highways wherever we [you] go | | | | | | | |
d153 | Over the sea and the stormy foam | | | | | | | |
d154 | Patiently now the dear Savior stands | | | | | | | |
d155 | Paul, a prisoner of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d156 | Peace to this house! O Thou whose | | | | | | | |
d157 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d158 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d159 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d160 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d161 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d162 | Savior, at the cross I'm waiting | | | | | | | |
d163 | Savior, guide me o'er life's sea | | | | | | | |
d164 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
d165 | Shall you hear him say at the last great day | | | | | | | |
d166 | She died in beauty like rose | | | | | | | |
d167 | Should you be summoned to stand at God's bar | | | | | | | |
d168 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d169 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d170 | Sinner, though you turn from Jesus | | | | | | | |
d171 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d172 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d173 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
d174 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d175 | Softly, sweetly tell the story | | | | | | | |
d176 | Some mothers wait at the beautiful gate | | | | | | | |
d177 | Sometime the mist will clear above | | | | | | | |
d178 | Sometimes my soul in its sorrow | | | | | | | |
d179 | Source of eternal joy [joys] divine | | | | | | | |
d180 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d181 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d182 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d183 | Tell all the people, far and near | | | | | | | |
d184 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d185 | That grand word, whosoever, is ringing through my soul | | | | | | | |
d186 | The angels rolled the stone away | | | | | | | |
d187 | The Savior is calling | | | | | | | |
d188 | The story sweet the story old | | | | | | | |
d189 | The world has need of Christian men | | | | | | | |
d190 | There are beautiful visions our eyes shall behold | | | | | | | |
d191 | There are hearts full of sorrow and weeping today | | | | | | | |
d192 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d193 | There is a fountain flowing free | | | | | | | |
d194 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d195 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d196 | There is a story ever new, I'll tell it o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d197 | There was a time when mother's love | | | | | | | |
d198 | There's a beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d199 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d200 | There's a guiding star and it cheers the soul | | | | | | | |