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d101 | Take the Bible, teacher | | | | | | | |
d102 | Thanks be to God for the victory over sin | | | | | | | |
d103 | The Christmas times have come at last | | | | | | | |
d104 | The curse of alcoholic drink | | | | | | | |
d105 | The earth refreshed from her long sleeping | | | | | | | |
d106 | The home where changes never come | | | | | | | |
d107 | The prize is set [just] before us | | | | | | | |
d108 | The radiant flowers of beauty hold | | | | | | | |
d109 | There are joys we fondly cherish | | | | | | | |
d110 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
d111 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d112 | There is a mansion bright and fair, For you and me | | | | | | | |
d113 | There is a spot to [for] me more dear | | | | | | | |
d114 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
d115 | There is work for every one | | | | | | | |
d116 | There were ten that besought him | | | | | | | |
d117 | There's a call for faithful laborers | | | | | | | |
d118 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d119 | There's an open fount in Zion | | | | | | | |
d120 | There's joy for the soul when the Master has come | | | | | | | |
d121 | They have reached the sunny shore | | | | | | | |
d122 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d123 | Through the bleak and dreary street | | | | | | | |
d124 | Thy will be done, In devious way | | | | | | | |
d125 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d126 | Under cold December skies | | | | | | | |
d127 | Watching through the night and waiting for the dawn | | | | | | | |
d128 | We are coming, we are coming From the darksome | | | | | | | |
d129 | We have heard thy call, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d130 | Weary, wandering child of grief | | | | | | | |
d131 | Welcome to the merry, merry Christmas time | | | | | | | |
d132 | When as of old in her sadness | | | | | | | |
d133 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d134 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d135 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d136 | Where hast thou gleaned today | | | | | | | |
d137 | Where'er thou goest I will go | | | | | | | |
d138 | With crowns on thir heads and with harps in their hands | | | | | | | |
d139 | Within thy house, O Lord, this day | | | | | | | |
d140 | Yet there is room for little feet Upon the narrow road | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]