| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d601 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
| d602 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
| d603 | The Day of Resurection | | | | | | | |
| d604 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
| d605 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
| d606 | The God of mercy warns us all | | | | | | | |
| d607 | The golden gates are lifted up | | | | | | | |
| d608 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
| d609 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
| d610 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
| d611 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
| d612 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
| d613 | The Lord of life is risen, Sing Easter heralds | | | | | | | |
| d614 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
| d615 | The Lord, who truly knows the heart | | | | | | | |
| d616 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
| d617 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
| d618 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
| d619 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
| d620 | The Savior kindly calls Our children | | | | | | | |
| d621 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
| d622 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
| d623 | The solemn season calls us now | | | | | | | |
| d624 | The Son of Man shall come | | | | | | | |
| d625 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
| d626 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
| d627 | The things of the earth in the earth let us lay | | | | | | | |
| d628 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
| d629 | The voice that breathed o'er Eden | | | | | | | |
| d630 | The whole creation groans and waits | | | | | | | |
| d631 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
| d632 | Thee, O God, we humbly praise | | | | | | | |
| d633 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
| d634 | Thee, we adore, eternal [O gracious] Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
| d635 | There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe | | | | | | | |
| d636 | There is a calm for those who [that] weep | | | | | | | |
| d637 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d638 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
| d639 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
| d640 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
| d641 | There is no night in heaven, in that blest world | | | | | | | |
| d642 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
| d643 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
| d644 | They're gathering homeward from every land | | | | | | | |
| d645 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
| d646 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
| d647 | This child we consecrate to thee | | | | | | | |
| d648 | This is my body, which is given for you | | | | | | | |
| d649 | This stone to Thee in faith we lay | | | | | | | |
| d650 | Thou art gone up on high To mansions [realms] | | | | | | | |
| d651 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
| d652 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
| d653 | Thou, by heavenly hosts adored | | | | | | | |
| d654 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
| d655 | Thou Lord of all above | | | | | | | |
| d656 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
| d657 | Thou, who hast called us by thy word | | | | | | | |
| d658 | Thou who rollest the year around | | | | | | | |
| d659 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
| d660 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
| d661 | Though I speak with angel tongues | | | | | | | |
| d662 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
| d663 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
| d664 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
| d665 | Through Isr'l's coasts, in times of old | | | | | | | |
| d666 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
| d667 | Thy blood, O Christ, hath made our peace | | | | | | | |
| d668 | Thy mighty working, mighty God | | | | | | | |
| d669 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
| d670 | Thy will be done, In devious way | | | | | | | |
| d671 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
| d672 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
| d673 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
| d674 | To Christ, the Prince of Peace, The Son of God most high | | | | | | | |
| d675 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
| d676 | To Jesus our exalted Lord, dear [that] [the] name by heaven and earth adored | | | | | | | |
| d677 | To the name of our salvation | | | | | | | |
| d678 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
| d679 | To Zion's hill I lift my [mine] eyes | | | | | | | |
| d680 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
| d681 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
| d682 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
| d683 | Uplift the banner, let it float skyward and seaward | | | | | | | |
| d684 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
| d685 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
| d686 | Waken, Christian children | | | | | | | |
| d687 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
| d688 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
| d689 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
| d690 | We, in ourselves, unrighteous are | | | | | | | |
| d691 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
| d692 | We need thee, Savior, when dear eyes are closing | | | | | | | |
| d693 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
| d694 | We sing his love who once was slain | | | | | | | |
| d695 | We sing to thee, thou Son of God | | | | | | | |
| d696 | We stand in deep repentance | | | | | | | |
| d697 | We will carol joyfully on this [holy] festal day | | | | | | | |
| d698 | Weeping will not save me [you], though my face | | | | | | | |
| d699 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
| d700 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
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