# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Father, in need I come to thee, and this shall be | | | | | | | |
d102 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I [I'll] pray | | | | | | | |
d103 | Father of love and power, Guard thou | | | | | | | |
d104 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d105 | Fight the good fight with all thy [your] might | | | | | | | |
d106 | Fill thou my life, O Lord, my God | | | | | | | |
d107 | Follow me, the Master said | | | | | | | |
d108 | For all thy [the] saints, who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
d109 | For all thy [your] saints, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d110 | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
d111 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d112 | From age to age they gather | | | | | | | |
d113 | From all thy [the] saints in warfare | | | | | | | |
d114 | From Calvary a [the] cry was heard | | | | | | | |
d115 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d116 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d117 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d118 | From the eastern mountains | | | | | | | |
d119 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
d120 | Galilee, bright Galilee | | | | | | | |
d121 | Gather the golden grain | | | | | | | |
d122 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d123 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d124 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d125 | Go, and search the tomb of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d126 | Go and the Savior's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
d127 | Go, bury thy [your] sorrow, The world hath [has] its share | | | | | | | |
d128 | Go forth, ye heralds, in my [his] name | | | | | | | |
d129 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
d130 | Go preach the blest salvation | | | | | | | |
d131 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d132 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d133 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
d134 | God' Church is one | | | | | | | |
d135 | God hath sent his angels to the earth again | | | | | | | |
d136 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d137 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d138 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d139 | God, my King, thy [your] might confessing | | | | | | | |
d140 | God of mercy, God of love [grace], Hear | | | | | | | |
d141 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d142 | God of the world, thy glories shine | | | | | | | |
d143 | God the Lord, a King remaineth | | | | | | | |
d144 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
d145 | Gracious Spirit, dwell with [in] me | | | | | | | |
d146 | Grafted in Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
d147 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d148 | Great Source of life and light | | | | | | | |
d149 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d150 | Hail, holy Light, the world rejoices | | | | | | | |
d151 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d152 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d153 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d154 | Hark, the bugle call of God | | | | | | | |
d155 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d156 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d157 | Hark, what joyful notes are swelling | | | | | | | |
d158 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
d159 | Have you toiled all night near the shore | | | | | | | |
d160 | He has come, the Christ of God | | | | | | | |
d161 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d162 | He leads us by paths we did [do] not know | | | | | | | |
d163 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d164 | Hear us, heavenly Father, thou whose gentle care | | | | | | | |
d165 | Here at thy table, Lord, this sacred hour | | | | | | | |
d166 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d167 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
d168 | High in the heavens, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d169 | Ho reapers of life's harvest why stand with rested blade | | | | | | | |
d170 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
d171 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d172 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d173 | Holy, holy, holy is the Lord, Sing O ye people | | | | | | | |
d174 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d175 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts, eternal King [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d176 | Holy offerings rich and rare | | | | | | | |
d177 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d178 | Holy Spirit, truth divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
d179 | Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise | | | | | | | |
d180 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d181 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d182 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d183 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d184 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d185 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d186 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d187 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
d188 | I am safe in the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
d189 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d190 | I could not do without thee, O Savior | | | | | | | |
d191 | I feel the winds of God today | | | | | | | |
d192 | I have a friend so precious, so very | | | | | | | |
d193 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d194 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d195 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d196 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
d197 | I know not what the future hath of marvel | | | | | | | |
d198 | I know not why God's wondrous grace to me | | | | | | | |
d199 | I know that my Redeemer liveth, and [that] on the earth | | | | | | | |
d200 | I lift my heart to thee, Savior divine | | | | | | | |