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d101 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d102 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d103 | O! golden Hereafter, thine every | | | | | | | |
d104 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d105 | O I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea | | | | | | | |
d106 | O let not your hearts be troubled | | | | | | | |
d107 | O say, have you heard of the [that] mansion [mansions] of light | | | | | | | |
d108 | O we are volunteers in the army of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d109 | O'er the portals of mercy these words are inscribed | | | | | | | |
d110 | On the sweet Eden shore, so peaceful and bright | | | | | | | |
d111 | One by one we are crossing the river | | | | | | | |
d112 | Only just across the river, over on the other side | | | | | | | |
d113 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d114 | Onward, press onward, the great command | | | | | | | |
d115 | Our school is a vineyard | | | | | | | |
d116 | Our youth is transient as a flower | | | | | | | |
d117 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d118 | Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
d119 | Pressing onward looking upward | | | | | | | |
d120 | Ringing, sweetly ringing, the cheerful Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d121 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d122 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d123 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d124 | Savior, Thou art ever near, Thou my simple prayer wilt hear | | | | | | | |
d125 | Say, brother [brothers], will you meet me [us] | | | | | | | |
d126 | Say, whither, wandering stranger | | | | | | | |
d127 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d128 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d129 | Slow to anger, full of kindness | | | | | | | |
d130 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d131 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d132 | Strike, strike for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d134 | Take a blessing, take a blessing | | | | | | | |
d135 | Take my heart, O Savior, take it | | | | | | | |
d136 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d137 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d138 | The story of the cross to me is ever new | | | | | | | |
d139 | The streets of the city are full | | | | | | | |
d140 | The Sunday school is my delight, O let us hasten | | | | | | | |
d141 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d142 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d143 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d144 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d145 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d146 | There is no little child too small To work for God | | | | | | | |
d147 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d148 | There's a book which surpasses the sages | | | | | | | |
d149 | They are sowing their seed in the daylight | | | | | | | |
d150 | Thou whose hand did lead thy chosen people Through the desert on their pilgrim way | | | | | | | |
d151 | Though the days are dark with trouble | | | | | | | |
d152 | Though the mist hang [hangs] o'er the river | | | | | | | |
d153 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d154 | 'Tis said that the exile | | | | | | | |
d155 | To thee, O precious Savior, we dedicate this room | | | | | | | |
d156 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d157 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who died on the [a] tree [cross] | | | | | | | |
d158 | 'Twill not be long our journey here | | | | | | | |
d159 | Up and away, the morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
d160 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
d161 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d162 | We are a band of merry children | | | | | | | |
d163 | We are fighting, daily fighting | | | | | | | |
d164 | We are going, we are going To a home beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d165 | We are marching on to Zion | | | | | | | |
d166 | We are marching on with shield and banner | | | | | | | |
d167 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d168 | We come, we come, without delay | | | | | | | |
d169 | We must toil in the heat of the day | | | | | | | |
d170 | Weary of earthly care | | | | | | | |
d171 | Weeping will not save me [you], though my face | | | | | | | |
d172 | We'll give our hearts to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d173 | We're growing stronger every day | | | | | | | |
d174 | We're happy, dear Savior, and shall we not sing | | | | | | | |
d175 | We're marching through a wilderness | | | | | | | |
d176 | We've listed in a [the] holy war | | | | | | | |
d177 | We've made up our mind | | | | | | | |
d178 | What do you do at the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d179 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d180 | What shall I do with Jesus, the Christ | | | | | | | |
d181 | What vessel are you sailing in | | | | | | | |
d182 | Whate'er my afflictions or trials may be | | | | | | | |
d183 | When faint and weary toiling [working] | | | | | | | |
d184 | When I'm dreaming, sadly dreaming | | | | | | | |
d185 | When life's labor song is sung | | | | | | | |
d186 | When sorrows brood above me | | | | | | | |
d187 | When the tempest rages high sailing on [o'er] life's boisterous sea | | | | | | | |
d188 | When these weary days are over | | | | | | | |
d189 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
d190 | Where do you journey, my brother | | | | | | | |
d191 | Where, O where is yon vessel going | | | | | | | |
d192 | Who will meet me when I die | | | | | | | |
d193 | Why do the holy angels sing | | | | | | | |
d194 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d195 | Working in the vineyard, working all the day | | | | | | | |