| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d101 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
| d102 | The question cometh o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
| d103 | There are many hearts of sorrow here below | | | | | | | |
| d104 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d105 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
| d106 | There is life for a look at the Crucified One | | | | | | | |
| d107 | There is never a day so dreary, There is never a night so logn | | | | | | | |
| d108 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
| d109 | There's a garden where Jesus is waiting | | | | | | | |
| d110 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
| d111 | There's an old, old road by an old, old cross | | | | | | | |
| d112 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
| d113 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
| d114 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
| d115 | Though all things this world holds as precious | | | | | | | |
| d116 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
| d117 | Thy will, O God, not mine, be done | | | | | | | |
| d118 | 'Tis my Savior that can give | | | | | | | |
| d119 | 'Tis so sweet just to know that along the way | | | | | | | |
| d120 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
| d121 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
| d122 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
| d123 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d124 | We sail along in our little boats | | | | | | | |
| d125 | We thank thee, Lord, that power is flowing | | | | | | | |
| d126 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d127 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
| d128 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
| d129 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
| d130 | When you are weary and sore oppressed | | | | | | | |
| d131 | Whether my path below was bright | | | | | | | |
| d132 | While passing through this world of sin | | | | | | | |
| d133 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
| d134 | Whisper a prayer in the morning | | | | | | | |
| d135 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
| d136 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
| d137 | Ye who are weary and burdened and sad | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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