# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d202 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
d203 | Peace be to this sacred dwelling | | | | | | | |
d204 | Perfect love, enduring ever | | | | | | | |
d205 | Pilgrim, is thy journey drear | | | | | | | |
d206 | Plead Thou, O plead my cause | | | | | | | |
d207 | Praise, O praise the name divine | | | | | | | |
d208 | Praise the Lord, when blushing morning | | | | | | | |
d209 | Praise to Jehovah the Lord and King of creation | | | | | | | |
d210 | Praise ye Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
d211 | Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir that fill | | | | | | | |
d212 | Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ | | | | | | | |
d213 | Press forward and fear not though billows | | | | | | | |
d214 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d215 | Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work | | | | | | | |
d216 | Rest thou, my wandering spirit, rest | | | | | | | |
d217 | Return, O wanderer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
d218 | Return, return, poor, long lost wanderer home | | | | | | | |
d219 | Ring on, ye bells, with joyful tale | | | | | | | |
d220 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d221 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d222 | Saints for whom the Savior bled | | | | | | | |
d223 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d224 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d225 | Savior, Prince, enthroned above | | | | | | | |
d226 | Savior, 'tis to Thee, in my grief I flee | | | | | | | |
d227 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d228 | Seek ye the Lord, let all around | | | | | | | |
d229 | Shall hymns of grateful love | | | | | | | |
d230 | She sleeps beneath her native earth | | | | | | | |
d231 | Sing Hallelujah, praise [ye] the Lord | | | | | | | |
d232 | Sing of Jesus, sing forever | | | | | | | |
d233 | Sing we along the heavenly road | | | | | | | |
d234 | Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d235 | Sinner [sinners], come, mid thy gloom | | | | | | | |
d236 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d237 | Sleep not, soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d238 | Softly flowing, sunlit river | | | | | | | |
d239 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d240 | Sons of sainted pilgrim sires | | | | | | | |
d241 | Sons of Zion, raise your songs | | | | | | | |
d242 | Soon and forever the breaking of day | | | | | | | |
d243 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
d244 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d245 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d246 | Speak no evil of thy neighbor | | | | | | | |
d247 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d248 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d249 | Suffering Son of man, be near me | | | | | | | |
d250 | Sweet evening hour, sweet evening hour | | | | | | | |
d251 | Sweet is the scene when [where] Christians die | | | | | | | |
d252 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d253 | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet | | | | | | | |
d254 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d255 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d256 | The ancient of days his glory displays | | | | | | | |
d257 | The autumn wind is moaning low | | | | | | | |
d258 | The billowy shore is booming loud | | | | | | | |
d259 | The birds have quiet nests | | | | | | | |
d260 | The festal morn, my God, is come | | | | | | | |
d261 | The flowery spring at God's command | | | | | | | |
d262 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
d263 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d264 | The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave | | | | | | | |
d265 | The hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets | | | | | | | |
d266 | The Lord descended from above | | | | | | | |
d267 | The Lord himself, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d268 | The Lord is good; it is his love | | | | | | | |
d269 | The Lord is great and good | | | | | | | |
d270 | The Lord is King, His praise I'll sing | | | | | | | |
d271 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d272 | The Lord is rich and merciful | | | | | | | |
d273 | The Lord is true, He changes never | | | | | | | |
d274 | The Lord is wise, the Lord is just | | | | | | | |
d275 | The Lord of all my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d276 | The Lord the lonely captive cheers | | | | | | | |
d277 | The Lord who died on earth for men | | | | | | | |
d278 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
d279 | The mountain of the Lord's abode | | | | | | | |
d280 | The people of the Lord are on their way | | | | | | | |
d281 | The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
d282 | The Sabbath day has reached its close | | | | | | | |
d283 | The song of God, so nobly sung | | | | | | | |
d284 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d285 | The springtime now will soon be here | | | | | | | |
d286 | The unclouded sky in glory holds | | | | | | | |
d287 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d288 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
d289 | The winter wears a summer's hue | | | | | | | |
d290 | There is a city, fair and bright | | | | | | | |
d291 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d292 | There is a land of pure delight, for sorrowing mortals given | | | | | | | |
d293 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d294 | There is a morning Star, my soul | | | | | | | |
d295 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
d296 | There is a safe and [a] secret place | | | | | | | |
d297 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
d298 | There is a stream whose waters flow | | | | | | | |
d299 | There was joy in heaven | | | | | | | |
d300 | Think, mighty God, on feeble man | | | | | | | |