| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d301 | There came three kings, ere break of day | | | | | | | |
| d302 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
| d303 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
| d304 | There is a tender shepherd Who watches o'er His sheep | | | | | | | |
| d305 | There is an hour of perfect rest | | | | | | | |
| d306 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
| d307 | They say I'm poor and have no house | | | | | | | |
| d308 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
| d309 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
| d310 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
| d311 | Thy life was given for me | | | | | | | |
| d312 | Thy word is like a garden, Lord | | | | | | | |
| d313 | Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews, falls soft | | | | | | | |
| d314 | To seek and to save all the wretched and lost | | | | | | | |
| d315 | To us from heaven's lofty height | | | | | | | |
| d316 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
| d317 | Two little eyes to look to God | | | | | | | |
| d318 | Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes | | | | | | | |
| d319 | Wake, awake, for night is flying | | | | | | | |
| d320 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
| d321 | We all believe in one true God, Father, Son and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
| d322 | We are in Thy house today | | | | | | | |
| d323 | We are little gleaners, little we can do | | | | | | | |
| d324 | We are soldiers in an army | | | | | | | |
| d325 | We are tiny flowers in a garden fair | | | | | | | |
| d326 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
| d327 | We have not known thee as we ought | | | | | | | |
| d328 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
| d329 | We praise thee, O God, our Redeemer, Creator | | | | | | | |
| d330 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
| d331 | Weary now I go to rest | | | | | | | |
| d332 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
| d333 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d334 | What our Father does is well | | | | | | | |
| d335 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
| d336 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
| d337 | When my Love to Christ [God] grows weak | | | | | | | |
| d338 | When the sun all golden laughs at dawn of day | | | | | | | |
| d339 | When this song of praise shall cease | | | | | | | |
| d340 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
| d341 | While yet the morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
| d342 | Who shall ope for us the portals | | | | | | | |
| d343 | With the Lord thy task begin | | | | | | | |
| d344 | Work for Jesus, llittle ones | | | | | | | |
| d345 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
| d346 | Youth of the church of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
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