# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d202 | There is joy in serving Jesus | | | | | | | |
d203 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d204 | There's a Galilean call, follow me | | | | | | | |
d205 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d206 | There's a place where the heart has refuge | | | | | | | |
d207 | There's a thrill in my soul | | | | | | | |
d208 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d209 | There's an old fashioned church where I worshipped of yore | | | | | | | |
d210 | There's One above all earthly friends | | | | | | | |
d211 | There's something to do for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d212 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d213 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
d214 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d215 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d216 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d217 | Thy love to me, O God | | | | | | | |
d218 | Thy word is like a garden, Lord | | | | | | | |
d219 | 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give | | | | | | | |
d220 | To Jesus every day I find my heart is closer drawn | | | | | | | |
d221 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d222 | Truth will ne'er be revealed | | | | | | | |
d223 | Unto him who rose in his glory | | | | | | | |
d224 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d225 | We should never be discouraged | | | | | | | |
d226 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d227 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d228 | When I shall come to the end of my way | | | | | | | |
d229 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d230 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d231 | When our faith in God is clear | | | | | | | |
d232 | When the long days of wintertime are over | | | | | | | |
d233 | When the night is o'er on the day break shore | | | | | | | |
d234 | When the sky is clouded o'er with mist | | | | | | | |
d235 | When the storms of life are beating | | | | | | | |
d236 | When you get to heaven, as you surely will | | | | | | | |
d237 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
d238 | Which way shall I take, shouts a voice | | | | | | | |
d239 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d240 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d241 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]