# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d102 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d103 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d104 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d105 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d106 | Tell it out among the heathen [nations] [people] that the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d107 | Tell the blessed tidings | | | | | | | |
d108 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d109 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d110 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d111 | The Lord, our God, alone is strong | | | | | | | |
d112 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d113 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d114 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d115 | There is a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d116 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d117 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d118 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d119 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d120 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d121 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d122 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d123 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d124 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d125 | We march, we march to victory | | | | | | | |
d126 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d127 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d128 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d129 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d130 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
d131 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d132 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]