# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d202 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d203 | Jesus, thou fount of truth and grace | | | | | | | |
d204 | Jesus thou hast bid me live | | | | | | | |
d205 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d206 | Kiss me, mother, kiss me gently | | | | | | | |
d207 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
d208 | Lamb of God, to thee we sing | | | | | | | |
d209 | Launch out on the promise, my brother | | | | | | | |
d210 | Lead me gently home, Father | | | | | | | |
d211 | Leave the world of sin and dross | | | | | | | |
d212 | Let the happy voices of the children dear | | | | | | | |
d213 | Lift up O little children | | | | | | | |
d214 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
d215 | Linger no longer, Jesus is waiting | | | | | | | |
d216 | Listen, sinner, will you listen | | | | | | | |
d217 | Little by little we're building a temple | | | | | | | |
d218 | Little children can do something | | | | | | | |
d219 | Little children, come to Jesus, Hear him saying | | | | | | | |
d220 | Little children must love Jesus, He is gentle, true, and good | | | | | | | |
d221 | Little children, praise the Savior, He regards you from above | | | | | | | |
d222 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d223 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d224 | Lord, I hear thy gentle voice | | | | | | | |
d225 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d226 | Lowly entombed he lay | | | | | | | |
d227 | Moment by moment, let me be | | | | | | | |
d228 | More like Jesus, let me be | | | | | | | |
d229 | Mother often prayed for me in the days of long ago | | | | | | | |
d230 | Mother, 'twas dark, but the light came at last | | | | | | | |
d231 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d232 | My barque drifts no more | | | | | | | |
d233 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d234 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d235 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d236 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d237 | My heart has found a resting place | | | | | | | |
d238 | My heart is filled with joy, for Christ my Savior has washed | | | | | | | |
d239 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d240 | My Savior hath said it, I know it is true | | | | | | | |
d241 | My Savior lived before this world | | | | | | | |
d242 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d243 | Nearer, my God, to thee, This is my prayer | | | | | | | |
d244 | Nearer the cross my heart can say | | | | | | | |
d245 | No one knows the burden we bear | | | | | | | |
d246 | Now just a word for Jesus, your dearest friend | | | | | | | |
d247 | O come to me at [in] the morning hour | | | | | | | |
d248 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d249 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d250 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d251 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d252 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d253 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d254 | O mourner in [of] Zion, how blessed art thou | | | | | | | |
d255 | O my heart is thrilled with wondrous joy today, I am resting in the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d256 | O praise the Lord of righteousness | | | | | | | |
d257 | O prodigal, return Thy Father's love to learn, Thy father's love to learn | | | | | | | |
d258 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d259 | O sinner, listen while you may | | | | | | | |
d260 | O sinner, long lost in the mazes of sin Astray on | | | | | | | |
d261 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
d262 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d263 | O the grace of God that could save my soul | | | | | | | |
d264 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d265 | O those beautiful, beautiful hands | | | | | | | |
d266 | O weary one in sin and fear | | | | | | | |
d267 | O what a happy lot is mine, For Jesus loves me! for Jesus loves me | | | | | | | |
d268 | O why will you go away tonight, unsaved and rejecting the lord | | | | | | | |
d269 | O ye who are drifting on the swift tides of sin | | | | | | | |
d270 | O youth with hearts aspiring | | | | | | | |
d271 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d272 | On time's rapid marching we are passing | | | | | | | |
d273 | Once I thought I walked with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d274 | Once more we meet, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d275 | Only the blood of Jesus availeth | | | | | | | |
d276 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d277 | Our country for Jesus, of this will I [I will] sing | | | | | | | |
d278 | Our friends on earth we meet with pleasure | | | | | | | |
d279 | Out from the depths to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
d280 | Out on the ocean, sailor, now is your bark | | | | | | | |
d281 | Out there floats upon the breezes | | | | | | | |
d282 | Over Jordan we shall meet | | | | | | | |
d283 | Over the river faces I see | | | | | | | |
d284 | Over the rolling sea, Many the voices | | | | | | | |
d285 | Praise the Lord, O come, with exultation | | | | | | | |
d286 | Pray when the morning light is dawning | | | | | | | |
d287 | Precious Savior over life's valley | | | | | | | |
d288 | Press onward Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
d289 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d290 | Redeem the time, my brother | | | | | | | |
d291 | Remember thy Creator In the happy days of youth | | | | | | | |
d292 | Repentant soul, turn to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d293 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d294 | Resist not the Spirit | | | | | | | |
d295 | Rest to the weary soul And aching breast | | | | | | | |
d296 | Ring, ye bells of heaven, ring | | | | | | | |
d297 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d298 | Sabbath bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d299 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d300 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |