# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d102 | One by one, we are crossing the river | | | | | | | |
d103 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d104 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d105 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d106 | Patiently waiting the will of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d107 | Peacefully at daylight's close | | | | | | | |
d108 | Put on the Christian's armor | | | | | | | |
d109 | Remember thy Creator while yet thy skies are clear | | | | | | | |
d110 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d111 | Rock of ages, hallowed song | | | | | | | |
d112 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d113 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d114 | Savior, blessed should I be | | | | | | | |
d115 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d116 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d117 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sing, O sing, your voice upraise | | | | | | | |
d119 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d120 | Softly a lullaby soothes | | | | | | | |
d121 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d122 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d123 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d124 | Sweet salvation runneth free | | | | | | | |
d125 | Thanks be to God for the victory over sin | | | | | | | |
d126 | The Lord is our Refuge and Strength | | | | | | | |
d127 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d128 | The sea is wildly tossing | | | | | | | |
d129 | The sleighbells jingle in their glee | | | | | | | |
d130 | The whole wide world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d131 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d132 | There is a land of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d133 | There's a beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d134 | There's a house of many mansions | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d136 | Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace | | | | | | | |
d137 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d138 | To God, who spared me through | | | | | | | |
d139 | To thee be praise forever | | | | | | | |
d140 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d141 | Waiting, only waiting, till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d142 | Wake from intemperance, hear ye mercy's song | | | | | | | |
d143 | Wanderers from God and from mercy we stray | | | | | | | |
d144 | We are coming to the fountain | | | | | | | |
d145 | We are gathered here in our | | | | | | | |
d146 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d147 | We are sailing o'er an ocean | | | | | | | |
d148 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
d149 | We will follow Jesus all the way | | | | | | | |
d150 | We will stand for the right | | | | | | | |
d151 | Weary oft we are below | | | | | | | |
d152 | Weary was my soul of trying | | | | | | | |
d153 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d154 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d155 | What will it matter, bye and bye | | | | | | | |
d156 | When Gabriel sends his trumpet | | | | | | | |
d157 | When the harvester death | | | | | | | |
d158 | When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care | | | | | | | |
d159 | When upon the great white throne | | | | | | | |
d160 | When will the sweet tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d161 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d162 | Whithersoever thou goest, Lord | | | | | | | |
d163 | Who will tell the sweet old story | | | | | | | |
d164 | With joyful hearts we look to thee, Beautiful vale of rest | | | | | | | |
d165 | With love O God, to thee | | | | | | | |
d166 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d167 | Ye shall know them, said the Lord | | | | | | | |
d168 | Ye who are toiling o'er life's | | | | | | | |
d169 | Yes, Jesus loves the little ones | | | | | | | |
d170 | Yes, take them to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d171 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |