# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Lord, I have started to walk in the light | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lord, I sometimes feel Just like a stranger here, As I travel | | | | | | | |
d103 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d104 | Many years I've traveled on this weary road | | | | | | | |
d105 | Missions of mercy, missions of love | | | | | | | |
d106 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d107 | My body is weak, o'ertaken by the fall | | | | | | | |
d108 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d109 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d110 | My mother's gone to heaven where she'll rest | | | | | | | |
d111 | My Savior ascended to heaven | | | | | | | |
d112 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d113 | My soul o'erflows with joy and peace, where Jesus | | | | | | | |
d114 | My trials here on earth will cease, Some day | | | | | | | |
d115 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d116 | No, I am not weary, and I am not blue | | | | | | | |
d117 | No tears in heaven, no sorrows given | | | | | | | |
d118 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
d119 | Now there's a place in Christ our blessed Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d121 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d122 | O for a thousand tongues to sing, Blessed be the name of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d123 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d124 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d125 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d126 | O, so many are a-living at the cross roads of life | | | | | | | |
d127 | O then blessed Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d128 | O why will you wander so aimlessly on | | | | | | | |
d129 | Often I'm hindered on my way | | | | | | | |
d130 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d131 | On the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave his life for you, | | | | | | | |
d132 | Once a man named Stephen, preached about the Lord | | | | | | | |
d133 | Once I wandered in darkness unsaved Till the Savior came knocking at my heart | | | | | | | |
d134 | Once I was burdened, my cross so heavy | | | | | | | |
d135 | Once I was straying in sin's dark valley | | | | | | | |
d136 | Out on the desert I wandered alone | | | | | | | |
d137 | Out on the perilous deep | | | | | | | |
d138 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d139 | Ready to suffer grief or pain | | | | | | | |
d140 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d141 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d142 | She's a little old fashioned | | | | | | | |
d143 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d144 | Since I gave to Jesus my poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
d145 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d146 | Some glad morning we shall see Jesus | | | | | | | |
d147 | Some glad morning when this life is o'er | | | | | | | |
d148 | Some of these days I'm going home where no sorrows ever come | | | | | | | |
d149 | Sometimes when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
d150 | Soon Iöll leave this world of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d151 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d152 | Storming, then sunshine, my lot it shall be | | | | | | | |
d153 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d154 | Sweet is the song I am singing today | | | | | | | |
d155 | Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart | | | | | | | |
d156 | Tempted and tried we're oft made to [we often do] wonder [wander] | | | | | | | |
d157 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d158 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d159 | The hands of the Lord are able to do | | | | | | | |
d160 | The love of God, God's wonderful love | | | | | | | |
d161 | The rosy morn has robed the sky | | | | | | | |
d162 | The Savior came from heaven above | | | | | | | |
d163 | The Savior is tenderly calling | | | | | | | |
d164 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d165 | There is a land so fair, some day I'm going there | | | | | | | |
d166 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d167 | There is a story of long ago, Men roamed in darkness | | | | | | | |
d168 | There is something in my soul | | | | | | | |
d169 | There was a man long ago, came to save us | | | | | | | |
d170 | There was a time on earth, when in the book of heaven | | | | | | | |
d171 | There will be a happy meeting in heaven | | | | | | | |
d172 | There'll come a bright and glad tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d173 | There's a city of light, where there cometh no night | | | | | | | |
d174 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d175 | There's a happy land of promise | | | | | | | |
d176 | There's glory in my soul, since Jesus took control | | | | | | | |
d177 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d178 | This life will end some future day | | | | | | | |
d179 | This little light of mine | | | | | | | |
d180 | Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I be | | | | | | | |
d181 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d182 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who pardoned my sins | | | | | | | |
d183 | We are on our way to a land of day | | | | | | | |
d184 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d185 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
d186 | Well, I love somebody, And I know just who | | | | | | | |
d187 | Were you there when they crucified my Lord | | | | | | | |
d188 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d189 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d190 | What have you done in the Master's dear name | | | | | | | |
d191 | When God in infinite love | | | | | | | |
d192 | When I am broken, so sad and alone | | | | | | | |
d193 | When Jesus comes again to gather his own | | | | | | | |
d194 | When my life is filled with care | | | | | | | |
d195 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
d196 | When the Savior calls I will answer | | | | | | | |
d197 | When with the Savior we enter the glory land | | | | | | | |
d198 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d199 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d200 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |