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d201 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d202 | O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love | | | | | | | |
d203 | O saints who are weary and laden of soul | | | | | | | |
d204 | O Savior, precious Savior, whom yet unseen we love | | | | | | | |
d205 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
d206 | O soon we'll sing the matchless love | | | | | | | |
d207 | O the bitter shame [pain] and [of] sorrow | | | | | | | |
d208 | O thou God of our salvation | | | | | | | |
d209 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d210 | O thou to whom in ancient time | | | | | | | |
d211 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
d212 | O to be nothing, nothing | | | | | | | |
d213 | O we are the reapers that garner in the sheaves of the good | | | | | | | |
d214 | Oft in danger [sorrow], oft [and] in woe | | | | | | | |
d215 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d216 | On thy church, O Power divine | | | | | | | |
d217 | One offer of salvation to all the world make known | | | | | | | |
d218 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d219 | Only thee, my soul's Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d220 | Only waiting till the dawning | | | | | | | |
d221 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d222 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d223 | Our heavenly Father and our Friend | | | | | | | |
d224 | Our lamps are trimmed and burning | | | | | | | |
d225 | Out of the depths of woe | | | | | | | |
d226 | Peace, troubled soul, thou needest [need'st] not fear | | | | | | | |
d227 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d228 | Praise the Lord, his glories [glory] show | | | | | | | |
d229 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d230 | Praise to him by whose kind favor | | | | | | | |
d231 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d232 | Precious Jesus, how I love thee | | | | | | | |
d233 | Precious moments rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d234 | Precious promise God hath given | | | | | | | |
d235 | Precious Savior thou hast saved me | | | | | | | |
d236 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d237 | Reaping all day were the virgins fair | | | | | | | |
d238 | Redeemed, redeemed, O sing the joyful strain | | | | | | | |
d239 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d240 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
d241 | Repeat the story o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d242 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
d243 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d244 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d245 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d246 | Saints of God the dawn is brightening | | | | | | | |
d247 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d248 | Savior divine, now from above | | | | | | | |
d249 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d250 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d251 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
d252 | Send out thy [your] light and truth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d253 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d254 | Shall we meet beyond death's river | | | | | | | |
d255 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
d256 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d257 | Sing with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |
d258 | So let our daily lives express | | | | | | | |
d259 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d260 | Soon all shall hail our Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d261 | Soon shall countless hearts and voices | | | | | | | |
d262 | Soon shall restitution glory | | | | | | | |
d263 | Soon shall the joyous song arise | | | | | | | |
d264 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d265 | Sun of my soul, my Father dear | | | | | | | |
d266 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d267 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d268 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d269 | Take my life, and may it be, Consecrated | | | | | | | |
d270 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d271 | Take up thy cross, the Savior said, If thou wouldst my disciple be | | | | | | | |
d272 | Tell it out among the heathen [nations] [people] that the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d273 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d274 | The flush of morn is on the mountains | | | | | | | |
d275 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d276 | The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want; He maketh me down to lie | | | | | | | |
d277 | The Lord is risen indeed; The grave has lost its prey | | | | | | | |
d278 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d279 | The Lord our Savior will appear | | | | | | | |
d280 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
d281 | The night is spent, the morning ray | | | | | | | |
d282 | The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin | | | | | | | |
d283 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d284 | There is a gate that stands ajar And through its portals gleaming | | | | | | | |
d285 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d286 | There is a safe and [a] secret place | | | | | | | |
d287 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
d288 | There is life for [in] a look at the Crucified One | | | | | | | |
d289 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d290 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d291 | Thou ever present aid in suffering and distress | | | | | | | |
d292 | Thou hast said, O blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d293 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d294 | Thou Refuge of my [the] weary soul | | | | | | | |
d295 | Though all the world my choice deride | | | | | | | |
d296 | Though earthborn shadows now may shroud | | | | | | | |
d297 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d298 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d299 | Thy will be done, I will not fear | | | | | | | |
d300 | To the work, to the work, O ye [you] servants of God | | | | | | | |