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d101 | O Christ, what burdens bowed thy head | | | | | | | |
d102 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d103 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d104 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d105 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d106 | O have you not heard of a [that] beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d107 | O holy Savior Friend unseen, since on thine arm | | | | | | | |
d108 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d109 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
d110 | O Jesus, O Jesus How vast thy love to me | | | | | | | |
d111 | O Jesus, Savior of the lost | | | | | | | |
d112 | O leave we all for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d113 | O let the prisoner's mournful sighs | | | | | | | |
d114 | O most merciful, O most bountiful | | | | | | | |
d115 | O the bitter shame [pain] and [of] sorrow | | | | | | | |
d116 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d117 | O thou that hangedst on the tree | | | | | | | |
d118 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d119 | Oft in danger [sorrow], oft [and] in woe | | | | | | | |
d120 | One there is above all others, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d121 | Only one prayer today | | | | | | | |
d122 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d123 | Praise, praise ye the name of Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d124 | Quicken Lord thy church and me | | | | | | | |
d125 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers, and let your light | | | | | | | |
d126 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d127 | Revive thy work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d128 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d129 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d130 | Savior, source of every blessing, tune my heart to grateful lays | | | | | | | |
d131 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d132 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d134 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d135 | Souls of men, why will ye scatter | | | | | | | |
d136 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d137 | Stricken by the tyrant dread | | | | | | | |
d138 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d139 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d140 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d141 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d142 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d143 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d144 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d145 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | | | |
d146 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d147 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is life for [in] a look at the Crucified One | | | | | | | |
d149 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d150 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
d151 | Thou art my hiding place, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d152 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
d153 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
d154 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
d155 | Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d156 | Thou who didst on Calvary bleed | | | | | | | |
d157 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d158 | Thy works, not mine [ours], O Christ | | | | | | | |
d159 | Today thy mercy calls me [us] | | | | | | | |
d160 | True Bread of life, in pitying [loving] mercy | | | | | | | |
d161 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
d162 | Weary souls that [who] wander wide | | | | | | | |
d163 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d164 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
d165 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d166 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d167 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
d168 | Why those fears, behold, 'tis Jesus | | | | | | | |
d169 | With steady pace, the pilgrim moves | | | | | | | |
d170 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d171 | Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know | | | | | | | |
d172 | Ye that pass by, behold the man | | | | | | | |
d173 | Yes, we part, but not forever | | | | | | | |
d174 | Yet there is room, the Lamb's bright hall of song | | | | | | | |