# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O sinner, there comes to thee | | | | | | | |
d102 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d103 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d104 | On the other side of Jordan | | | | | | | |
d105 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d106 | Over the river so dark | | | | | | | |
d107 | Ring the bells, the gospel bells | | | | | | | |
d108 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d109 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d110 | Savior, blessed Shepherd, lead us | | | | | | | |
d111 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive, let a repenting | | | | | | | |
d112 | Sinner, hear, take earnest heed | | | | | | | |
d113 | Sinner, there's a call to thee | | | | | | | |
d114 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d115 | Some blessed day, when life | | | | | | | |
d116 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d117 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d120 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d121 | Take the King's message and go | | | | | | | |
d122 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d123 | Tell, O tell the blessed news | | | | | | | |
d124 | The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He leadeth me every day | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d126 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d127 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d128 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d129 | The Spirit's pleading turn not | | | | | | | |
d130 | There are those who walk in sin every day | | | | | | | |
d131 | There is a fount that will cleanse | | | | | | | |
d132 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d133 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d134 | There will be times of refreshing | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a book more dear | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's a call that comes today | | | | | | | |
d137 | There's a conflict going on | | | | | | | |
d138 | There's a fountain flowing free | | | | | | | |
d139 | There's an army of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | There's danger to a soul tonight | | | | | | | |
d141 | There's no one to help us | | | | | | | |
d142 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d143 | Thou very present Aid | | | | | | | |
d144 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d145 | 'Twas the feast of Belshazzar | | | | | | | |
d146 | We have sown, and we shall reap | | | | | | | |
d147 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d148 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d149 | We're nearing home to that heavenly | | | | | | | |
d150 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d151 | What can make me pure within | | | | | | | |
d152 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d153 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d154 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d155 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d156 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |