# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Out of my bondage, sorrow and night | | | | | | | |
d102 | Over the valleys, hilltops and mountains | | | | | | | |
d103 | Praises to God the father | | | | | | | |
d104 | Quicken thou me O thou | | | | | | | |
d105 | Repent today, tomorrow's rising sun | | | | | | | |
d106 | Rest of the weary, joy of [to] the sad [soul] | | | | | | | |
d107 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d108 | Save me Lord my sins are many | | | | | | | |
d109 | Send the Christmas tidings | | | | | | | |
d110 | Send the message into all the world | | | | | | | |
d111 | Shall I not live for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d112 | Sing that Jesus left his home | | | | | | | |
d113 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d114 | Someone will knock at the saints bright home | | | | | | | |
d115 | Spread abroad the sweet savor | | | | | | | |
d116 | Stand fast, O servants of our King | | | | | | | |
d117 | Star of hope, break through the darkness | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sweet are the flowers in their wonderful birth | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sweet consolation I have found | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sweet it is, O Lord, to praise | | | | | | | |
d121 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d122 | Tell abroad the gospel story | | | | | | | |
d123 | The banner of song is floating along | | | | | | | |
d124 | The Lord is my Shepherd, away then all care | | | | | | | |
d125 | The love of Christ is infinitely sweet | | | | | | | |
d126 | The prize is set [just] before us | | | | | | | |
d127 | The silver trumpets call the gladsome jubilee | | | | | | | |
d128 | The sins so many and so great | | | | | | | |
d129 | The Sunday school army has gathered once more | | | | | | | |
d130 | The words of the Savior, so boundless | | | | | | | |
d131 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
d132 | There is a home eternal, beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d133 | There is a land, a land of beauty | | | | | | | |
d134 | There is a land, a lovely land | | | | | | | |
d135 | There is a land that's always bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d136 | There is nothing like the goodness | | | | | | | |
d137 | There will be no dark valley | | | | | | | |
d138 | There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley | | | | | | | |
d139 | There's a fountain free flowing 'neath life's tree | | | | | | | |
d140 | There's a fountain pure | | | | | | | |
d141 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d142 | There's a pure and holy clime where all | | | | | | | |
d143 | There's a wonderful book where the angels' record | | | | | | | |
d144 | There's a wondrous day approaching | | | | | | | |
d145 | Though all my soul was stained | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d147 | To the millions living o'er the deep, deep sea | | | | | | | |
d148 | To the promised home in glory | | | | | | | |
d149 | Treading in the paths of folly | | | | | | | |
d150 | Troubled heart, full of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d151 | 'Twill not be long, O my brother | | | | | | | |
d152 | We are building, we are building | | | | | | | |
d153 | We are youthful students | | | | | | | |
d154 | We come, we come, with singing | | | | | | | |
d155 | We praise thee, O God for the joy and the song | | | | | | | |
d156 | We will bear each other's burdens | | | | | | | |
d157 | We would worship thee, Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d158 | What if our bark, o'er life's rough wave | | | | | | | |
d159 | What means this great uprising | | | | | | | |
d160 | What of the journey, pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d161 | What we need in this world is Jesus | | | | | | | |
d162 | When he is near, life seems so rich | | | | | | | |
d163 | When mother prays God bends to hear | | | | | | | |
d164 | When our pilgrimage is o'er | | | | | | | |
d165 | When the burning sun is parching | | | | | | | |
d166 | When the day of life is almost o'er | | | | | | | |
d167 | When the Savior comes in glory | | | | | | | |
d168 | When we reach our home up there | | | | | | | |
d169 | When we reach the golden city, over Jordan's | | | | | | | |
d170 | Where do I meet my Savior | | | | | | | |
d171 | While I am crossing life's ocean | | | | | | | |
d172 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d173 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
d174 | Who may come to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d175 | Wholly on Jesus relying, my soul | | | | | | | |
d176 | Wild breaks the storm upon the deep | | | | | | | |
d177 | Wondrous it seemeth to me | | | | | | | |
d178 | Work for the Lord in his harvest wide | | | | | | | |
d179 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d180 | You may know Christ's saving power | | | | | | | |