# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d103 | Lead me to Jesus, lead me to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d104 | Let me be thine forever | | | | | | | |
d105 | Let songs of praises fill the sky | | | | | | | |
d106 | Let the earth now praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d107 | Let the merry church bells ring | | | | | | | |
d108 | Let thy blessing now attend us | | | | | | | |
d109 | Let us all with gladsome voice | | | | | | | |
d110 | Let us ever walk with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | Let us sing our Father's love | | | | | | | |
d112 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
d113 | Little children, can you tell | | | | | | | |
d114 | Little children, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d115 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d116 | Lo on a mount a tree doth stand | | | | | | | |
d117 | Lord, grant that we e'er pure retain | | | | | | | |
d118 | Lord, in the kingdom of thy grace We little children have a place | | | | | | | |
d119 | Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend | | | | | | | |
d120 | Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide | | | | | | | |
d121 | Lord, open thou my heart to hear | | | | | | | |
d122 | Lord, this day children meet | | | | | | | |
d123 | Lord, thou hast made our hearts to glow | | | | | | | |
d124 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d125 | May we thy precepts, Lord, fulfill | | | | | | | |
d126 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d127 | My Bible, my Bible, 'tis a book divine | | | | | | | |
d128 | My Church, my Church, my dear old Church | | | | | | | |
d129 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d130 | My dear Jesus I'll not leave | | | | | | | |
d131 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d132 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d133 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d134 | Now let us come before him | | | | | | | |
d135 | Now rest beneath night's shadows | | | | | | | |
d136 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d137 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d138 | O blest the house whate'er befall | | | | | | | |
d139 | O Christ, our true and only light | | | | | | | |
d140 | O come, O come, Emmanuel [Immanuel], And ransom | | | | | | | |
d141 | O God, forsake me not | | | | | | | |
d142 | O kind and gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d143 | O Lamb of God, most holy, Who on the cross didst languish | | | | | | | |
d144 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d145 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d146 | O most joyful, O most blissful | | | | | | | |
d147 | O perfect life of love, All, all is finished now | | | | | | | |
d148 | O that I had an angel's tongue | | | | | | | |
d149 | O thou who through this holy week | | | | | | | |
d150 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d151 | One thing's needful, then, Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
d152 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d153 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d154 | Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men [clay] | | | | | | | |
d155 | Praise to [ye] [we] the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation | | | | | | | |
d156 | Praise ye the Lord, in simple joyous measure | | | | | | | |
d157 | Rest of the weary, joy of [to] the sad [soul] | | | | | | | |
d158 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d159 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d160 | Savior, I follow on, guided by Thee | | | | | | | |
d161 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d162 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d163 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d164 | Seeing I am Jesus' lamb | | | | | | | |
d165 | Shepherd of eager [tender] youth | | | | | | | |
d166 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
d167 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d168 | Sing, thou holy heavenly nation | | | | | | | |
d169 | Sing to the heart of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d170 | Sing we merry Christmas | | | | | | | |
d171 | Singing for Jesus, our Savior and King | | | | | | | |
d172 | Sleep, my Savior, sleep | | | | | | | |
d173 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d174 | Spread, O [still] spread, thou [thy] [the] mighty [almighty] word | | | | | | | |
d175 | Stricken, smitten and afflicted, See him dying on [Lo he dies upon] the tree | | | | | | | |
d176 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
d177 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d178 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d179 | Take thou my hands and lead me | | | | | | | |
d180 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d181 | The darkness has fallen | | | | | | | |
d182 | The day is done, O God the Son | | | | | | | |
d183 | The day is surely drawing near | | | | | | | |
d184 | The day of rest once more comes round | | | | | | | |
d185 | The Day of Resurection | | | | | | | |
d186 | The happy Christmas comes once more | | | | | | | |
d187 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d188 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d189 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d190 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d191 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
d192 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d193 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d194 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d195 | There still is room in Jesus' arms so true | | | | | | | |
d196 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d197 | There's a place where my soul ever feels a repose | | | | | | | |
d198 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d199 | 'Tis Jesus loves the little ones | | | | | | | |
d200 | To thee, O Comforter divine | | | | | | | |