# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O dear and heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d102 | O for a faith that clingeth | | | | | | | |
d103 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d104 | O holy Savior Friend unseen, since on thine arm | | | | | | | |
d105 | O say, hast thou looked | | | | | | | |
d106 | O the gentle loving Jesus | | | | | | | |
d107 | O the love of God is boundless As the mighty ocean's tide | | | | | | | |
d108 | On a firm foundation let us build our hopes | | | | | | | |
d109 | On the well at Sychar | | | | | | | |
d110 | Onward, Christian workers | | | | | | | |
d111 | Our sins on Christ were laid | | | | | | | |
d112 | Praise the Lord, his banner | | | | | | | |
d113 | Praise ye the Lord forever | | | | | | | |
d114 | Put on the whole armor | | | | | | | |
d115 | Remember the Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d116 | Resting on the faithfulness of Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
d117 | Rise up, glad voices | | | | | | | |
d118 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d119 | Seeking the Master in faith and love | | | | | | | |
d120 | Shout the tidings of great joy | | | | | | | |
d121 | Sing of Jesus our Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d122 | Soldier of Christ, be steadfast | | | | | | | |
d123 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d124 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
d125 | Stand up, stand up, ye soldiers stand | | | | | | | |
d126 | Standing on the mighty Rock | | | | | | | |
d127 | Step by step, O Savior | | | | | | | |
d128 | Still working for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d129 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d130 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d131 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d132 | Take your harps on willows | | | | | | | |
d133 | Tell it to Jesus, all of thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
d134 | Tell it to Jesus, thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
d135 | Tell o'er the world the joyful tidings | | | | | | | |
d136 | The glory of the King of Kings | | | | | | | |
d137 | The Lord is my strength | | | | | | | |
d138 | The morning bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d139 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d140 | The sower who goes | | | | | | | |
d141 | The Sunday school bells are now ringing | | | | | | | |
d142 | The twilight falls the night is near | | | | | | | |
d143 | The voice of thy conscience oft whispers | | | | | | | |
d144 | There are errands sweet | | | | | | | |
d145 | There is a robe | | | | | | | |
d146 | There is joy for the life that is dreary | | | | | | | |
d147 | There is joy, glad joy | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is joy in the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d149 | There's a home for the little ones, lovely and fair | | | | | | | |
d150 | There's a home, sweet home | | | | | | | |
d151 | There's a promise which is written | | | | | | | |
d152 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d153 | Through the desert while we | | | | | | | |
d154 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d155 | Thy word is like a garden, Lord | | | | | | | |
d156 | To serve the Master gently | | | | | | | |
d157 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d158 | Walking in the pathway | | | | | | | |
d159 | Watching at thy gates | | | | | | | |
d160 | We are bought with a price, we are not our own | | | | | | | |
d161 | We give thee best endeavor | | | | | | | |
d162 | We have met to praise | | | | | | | |
d163 | We meet to praise the Savior | | | | | | | |
d164 | We will sing of a Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d165 | We will sing the love | | | | | | | |
d166 | Weak and sinful as [though] I am [we are] | | | | | | | |
d167 | We're in the Savior's army | | | | | | | |
d168 | We're marching to Mount Zion | | | | | | | |
d169 | When a sinner comes, as a sinner may | | | | | | | |
d170 | When I hear the voice of angels | | | | | | | |
d171 | When I walk in God's clear sunlight | | | | | | | |
d172 | When open swings the golden gate | | | | | | | |
d173 | When the clouds give place | | | | | | | |
d174 | When the purple morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
d175 | Who in the kingdom great | | | | | | | |
d176 | Who shall abide his coming | | | | | | | |
d177 | Why go around with troubled soul | | | | | | | |
d178 | Wonderful Savior, blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d179 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d180 | Yet shall ye be as a dove's shining wings | | | | | | | |
d181 | Yield while the Spirit is | | | | | | | |