# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d3 | A crown of glory bright | | | | | | | |
d4 | A song of gladness, for though | | | | | | | |
d5 | Again we meet, O Lord, Again we fill this place | | | | | | | |
d6 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d8 | All the week we spend | | | | | | | |
d9 | Almighty God, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
d10 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d11 | Another week has passed away | | | | | | | |
d12 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d13 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d14 | Be kind to each other | | | | | | | |
d15 | Be kind to thy [your] father, for when thou [you] wert [wast] [were] young | | | | | | | |
d16 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d17 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d18 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d19 | Book of grace, and book of glory | | | | | | | |
d20 | Breast the wave Christian | | | | | | | |
d21 | Brother hast thou wandered far | | | | | | | |
d22 | By faith I view my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
d23 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d24 | Children of Jerusalem sang the praise | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, children, come, God bids you come | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, children ere we part | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, children, let us sweetly sing | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, let us all unite and sing | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, let us raise a song, A song of praise | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, let us sweetly sing, join in full chorus | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, little soldiers, join in our band | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come to Jesus, little one! Come to Jesus now! | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come to the mercy seat, Come to the place | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d41 | Days and weeks, and months, returning | | | | | | | |
d42 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d43 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d44 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d45 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d46 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d47 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d48 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d49 | Great Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
d50 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d51 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d52 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d53 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d54 | Heavenly home, heavenly home, precious name | | | | | | | |
d55 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
d56 | Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d57 | Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d58 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d59 | Holy Bible, well I love thee | | | | | | | |
d60 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d61 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d62 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d63 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d64 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d65 | I am wretched, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
d66 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d67 | I know thou art gone to the home of thy rest | | | | | | | |
d68 | I know 'tis Jesus loves my soul | | | | | | | |
d69 | I ought to love my mother | | | | | | | |
d70 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d71 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
d72 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d73 | I was once a thoughtless wanderer | | | | | | | |
d74 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d75 | I'll awake at dawn on the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d76 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
d77 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d78 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d79 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d80 | In the far better land of glory and light | | | | | | | |
d81 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
d82 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
d83 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d84 | Jerusalem, so bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d85 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d86 | Jesus bids me seek his face | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jesus died my soul to save | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesus, my Savior and my Lord, To thee I lift | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d91 | Jesus, we love to meet On this thy holy day | | | | | | | |
d92 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d93 | Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers | | | | | | | |
d94 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d95 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d96 | Let every heart rejoice and sing, Let choral anthems | | | | | | | |
d97 | Let us love one another, not long may we stay | | | | | | | |
d98 | Like children Jesus calls you | | | | | | | |
d99 | Like mist on the mountain | | | | | | | |
d100 | Little child, do you love Jesus | | | | | | | |