# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | The dawn is sprinkling in the east | | | | | | | |
d202 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
d203 | The Day of Resurection | | | | | | | |
d204 | The day thou gavest, Lord is ended | | | | | | | |
d205 | The daylight fades, the evening shades | | | | | | | |
d206 | The flowers that bloom in sun and shade | | | | | | | |
d207 | The golden gates lift up their heads | | | | | | | |
d208 | The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born | | | | | | | |
d209 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d210 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d211 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d212 | The morning, the bright and the beautiful morning | | | | | | | |
d213 | The people of the Lord are on their way | | | | | | | |
d214 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d215 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d216 | The seven words from the cross | | | | | | | |
d217 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d218 | The trumpet call of duty | | | | | | | |
d219 | The winds had ceased their lullaby | | | | | | | |
d220 | The world can neither give nor take | | | | | | | |
d221 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
d222 | There burns a star o'er Bethlehem town | | | | | | | |
d223 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d224 | There is a land immortal, The beautiful of lands | | | | | | | |
d225 | There is no love like the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d226 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d227 | There is no sorrow, Lord, too light [slight] | | | | | | | |
d228 | There was a noble ark | | | | | | | |
d229 | There's a beautiful star, a beautiful star | | | | | | | |
d230 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d231 | There's a song that comes from the years | | | | | | | |
d232 | Thou art coming, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d233 | Thou that [who] once on [by] mother's knee | | | | | | | |
d234 | Thou true God alone, great and holy one | | | | | | | |
d235 | Thou, who throned above all glory | | | | | | | |
d236 | Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us | | | | | | | |
d237 | Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d238 | 'Tis not far to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d239 | To the name of our salvation | | | | | | | |
d240 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d241 | Upraised from sleep, to thee we kneel | | | | | | | |
d242 | Upward where the stars are burning | | | | | | | |
d243 | We lift our hearty cry, to Thee, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d244 | We saw thee not, when thou didst tread [come] | | | | | | | |
d245 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
d246 | Well I love these stories old | | | | | | | |
d247 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d248 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d249 | What a shout was heard | | | | | | | |
d250 | What a shout was heard | | | | | | | |
d251 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d252 | When the everlasting Lord waked Creation | | | | | | | |
d253 | When the judgment books unroll | | | | | | | |
d254 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d255 | While the sun is shining brightly in the sky | | | | | | | |
d256 | Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going | | | | | | | |
d257 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
d258 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d259 | Workman [workmen] of God O lose not heart | | | | | | | |
d260 | Yea, our Shepherd leads, with gentle hand | | | | | | | |
d261 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d262 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |