# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
d202 | My God, consider my distress, let mercy plead my cause | | | | | | | |
d203 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d204 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d205 | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
d206 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
d207 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d208 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
d209 | My Savior and my King, Thy beauties [honors] are divine | | | | | | | |
d210 | My Shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
d211 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d212 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d213 | My soul, thy great Creator praise When clothed in | | | | | | | |
d214 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
d215 | My soul would fain indulge a hope | | | | | | | |
d216 | My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies | | | | | | | |
d217 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |
d218 | No more, dear Savior, will I boast | | | | | | | |
d219 | Not to our names thou only just and true | | | | | | | |
d220 | Now let our mournful song [songs] record | | | | | | | |
d221 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
d222 | O all that pass by, to Jesus draw near | | | | | | | |
d223 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d224 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
d225 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d226 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d227 | O in the morn of life | | | | | | | |
d228 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
d229 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
d230 | O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song | | | | | | | |
d231 | O sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
d232 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d233 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d234 | O that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
d235 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d236 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d237 | O Thou, that hearest the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
d238 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d239 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d240 | O what shall I do my Savior to praise | | | | | | | |
d241 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d242 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d243 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
d244 | On earth the song begins In heaven more sweet, more loud | | | | | | | |
d245 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d246 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d247 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d248 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d249 | One spark, O God, of heavenly fire | | | | | | | |
d250 | Onward speed thy conquering flight | | | | | | | |
d251 | Out of the deeps of long distress | | | | | | | |
d252 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d253 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d254 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d255 | Praise to thee, thou [our] great creator | | | | | | | |
d256 | Praise ye Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
d257 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d258 | Religion, 'tis a glorious treasure | | | | | | | |
d259 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d260 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d261 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d262 | Savior, Prince of Isr'l's race, see from Thy lofty throne | | | | | | | |
d263 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d264 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
d265 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d266 | See the fountain opened wide | | | | | | | |
d267 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | | | |
d268 | Shall wisdom cry aloud | | | | | | | |
d269 | Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier | | | | | | | |
d270 | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
d271 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d272 | Sing Hallelujah, praise [ye] the Lord | | | | | | | |
d273 | Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts | | | | | | | |
d274 | Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands | | | | | | | |
d275 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d276 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d277 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d278 | Sinners, take the friendly warning | | | | | | | |
d279 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d280 | Soldiers of the cross, arise, lo, your Captain | | | | | | | |
d281 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
d282 | Songs anew of honor framing | | | | | | | |
d283 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d284 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d285 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d286 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d287 | Sweet as the Shepherd's tuneful reed | | | | | | | |
d288 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d289 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d290 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d291 | Tell me, Savior, from above | | | | | | | |
d292 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d293 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d294 | That great, tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d295 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d296 | The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair | | | | | | | |
d297 | The Lord, the sovereign, sends his summons forth | | | | | | | |
d298 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d299 | The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
d300 | The ransomed spirit to her home | | | | | | | |