# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d102 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d103 | My house is buillt upon a solid rock | | | | | | | |
d104 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d105 | My soul grows weary of doubt | | | | | | | |
d106 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d107 | No more like some poor prodigal | | | | | | | |
d108 | Not far ahead, on the pathway I see | | | | | | | |
d109 | O beautiful city above | | | | | | | |
d110 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d111 | O for a clearer faith | | | | | | | |
d112 | O happy band of pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d113 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d114 | O how do we stand with our savior | | | | | | | |
d115 | O prodigal, come home tonight | | | | | | | |
d116 | O Sabbath day, O rest divine | | | | | | | |
d117 | O sweet companionship, when | | | | | | | |
d118 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d119 | O tell me the beautiful story | | | | | | | |
d120 | O the joys of true religion | | | | | | | |
d121 | O we are happy soldiers | | | | | | | |
d122 | O where are the kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
d123 | O'er the silent river, dark and cold | | | | | | | |
d124 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d125 | On the ocean of life we are sailing | | | | | | | |
d126 | Only one story which never grows old | | | | | | | |
d127 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d128 | Our songs of praise to Christ we raise | | | | | | | |
d129 | Out of the shadow and darkness | | | | | | | |
d130 | Over the valleys, hilltops and mountains | | | | | | | |
d131 | Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin | | | | | | | |
d132 | Precious promise God hath given | | | | | | | |
d133 | Raise aloft the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d134 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d135 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d136 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d137 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d138 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d139 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d140 | Souls, get ready for the coming | | | | | | | |
d141 | Sound the glad news | | | | | | | |
d142 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d143 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d144 | The Lord is our Savior, Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d145 | The time for parting now has come we leave | | | | | | | |
d146 | The time is drawing near | | | | | | | |
d147 | The world has need of Christian men | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d149 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is music in heaven o'er the saved ones | | | | | | | |
d151 | There is no other way but the path | | | | | | | |
d152 | There is only one gem worth possessing | | | | | | | |
d153 | There's a beautiful land far beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d154 | There's a blessing abundant in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d155 | There's a day that is coming and it won't be very long | | | | | | | |
d156 | There's a glorious victory for you | | | | | | | |
d157 | There's a glory side to the cloud we fear | | | | | | | |
d158 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d159 | There's a joy set before those | | | | | | | |
d160 | There's a wonderful book where the angels' record | | | | | | | |
d161 | They say there's a land o'er the ocean | | | | | | | |
d162 | Thou art the Way, and I resign | | | | | | | |
d163 | Thou Jesus, my Lord and my Savior | | | | | | | |
d164 | Though gloomy days may come along | | | | | | | |
d165 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d166 | To the millions living o'er the deep, deep sea | | | | | | | |
d167 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d168 | We shall rest when toils are ended | | | | | | | |
d169 | We're borne along the waves of time | | | | | | | |
d170 | We're marching home to Canaan's land | | | | | | | |
d171 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d172 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d173 | Whatever thy grief or thy burden | | | | | | | |
d174 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d175 | When I lie on my pillow tonight | | | | | | | |
d176 | When I think of the love of my Savior | | | | | | | |
d177 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d178 | When the pearly gates are opened to a [this] sinner saved by grace | | | | | | | |
d179 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d180 | Wondrous it seemeth to me | | | | | | | |
d181 | Work for the Lord in his harvest wide | | | | | | | |
d182 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d183 | Would you gain the best in life | | | | | | | |
d184 | Wrecker or saver, which shall it be | | | | | | | |
d185 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d186 | You are giving to the Master | | | | | | | |
d187 | You've heard the message from God's own word | | | | | | | |