# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Out on the desert, looking, looking | | | | | | | |
d102 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d103 | Press on, press on, ye workers | | | | | | | |
d104 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d105 | Ready to follow Christ's command | | | | | | | |
d106 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d107 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d108 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d109 | Send the gospel, tell the wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d110 | Shout the tidings of salvation to the aged and the young | | | | | | | |
d111 | Since I have found the Savior | | | | | | | |
d112 | So tender, so precious, my Savior to me | | | | | | | |
d113 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d114 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sowing the seed by night and by day | | | | | | | |
d116 | Speak kindly to the erring one | | | | | | | |
d117 | Speed away, speed away, Take the gospel of light | | | | | | | |
d118 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d119 | Suffer the children to come to me, come to me | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d121 | Tell the good news of a Savior's birth | | | | | | | |
d122 | Thanks be to Jesus, his mercy is free | | | | | | | |
d123 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d124 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I fear | | | | | | | |
d125 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d126 | There are souls, perishing souls, over the sea | | | | | | | |
d127 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d128 | They are drifting away on the sea of life | | | | | | | |
d129 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
d130 | 'Tis a sweet and tender story | | | | | | | |
d131 | To all nations far and near | | | | | | | |
d132 | Upon the glorious morn | | | | | | | |
d133 | We are a band of happy, happy children | | | | | | | |
d134 | We are building in sorrow or joy | | | | | | | |
d135 | We are going down the valley | | | | | | | |
d136 | We are marching to a land above | | | | | | | |
d137 | We are never, never weary of the grand old song | | | | | | | |
d138 | We come this sacred day, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d139 | We have taken Christ Jesus as Master and Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | We may gather golden sunbeams | | | | | | | |
d141 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d142 | We shall walk with him in white | | | | | | | |
d143 | We're bound for the mansions of glory | | | | | | | |
d144 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d145 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d146 | When a sinner comes, as a sinner may | | | | | | | |
d147 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d148 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
d149 | When on the deep with billows running high | | | | | | | |
d150 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d151 | When you start for the land of heavenly rest | | | | | | | |
d152 | Which way shall I take, shouts a voice | | | | | | | |
d153 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d154 | Whose was the name by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
d155 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d156 | Would you know earth's highest happiness | | | | | | | |
d157 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d158 | You are drifting far from shore | | | | | | | |
d159 | You are writing your own book of life | | | | | | | |
d160 | You're longing to work for the Master | | | | | | | |