# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d102 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d103 | My bondage is ended forever | | | | | | | |
d104 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d105 | My glad heart is singing by day and by night | | | | | | | |
d106 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d107 | My meditation of him shall be sweet | | | | | | | |
d108 | My sheep know my voice, and the path that I take | | | | | | | |
d109 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d110 | Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart | | | | | | | |
d111 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d112 | O how well do I remember | | | | | | | |
d113 | O how well I remember | | | | | | | |
d114 | O I dearly love to ponder | | | | | | | |
d115 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d116 | O magnify the Lord with me, ye people of his choice | | | | | | | |
d117 | O mourner in [of] Zion, how blessed art thou | | | | | | | |
d118 | O Spirit of the living God, My heart thy throne shalt be | | | | | | | |
d119 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d120 | O the joy [joys] of sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d121 | O the unsearchable riches of Christ | | | | | | | |
d122 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d123 | O to be like Thee, blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d124 | O weary soul, the gate is near, in sin why still abide | | | | | | | |
d125 | Of Jesus' love that sought me, When I was lost | | | | | | | |
d126 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d127 | Once it was the blessing | | | | | | | |
d128 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d129 | Outside the gate did Jesus go | | | | | | | |
d130 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d131 | Praise ye the Lord, timbrel and harp employ | | | | | | | |
d132 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d133 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d134 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d135 | Since I lost my sins, and I found my Savior | | | | | | | |
d136 | Since I started out to find thee | | | | | | | |
d137 | Since Jesus, the Son of the highest | | | | | | | |
d138 | Sing a song of triumph, as we onward go | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d140 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d141 | Standing by a purpose true | | | | | | | |
d142 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d143 | The blood that Jesus once shed for me | | | | | | | |
d144 | The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want; He maketh me down to lie | | | | | | | |
d145 | There came from the skies in the days long ago | | | | | | | |
d146 | There is a homeland of all lands the dearest | | | | | | | |
d147 | There is peace, holy peace | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is work that must be done | | | | | | | |
d149 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d150 | There's a Rose that is blooming for you | | | | | | | |
d151 | There's a song I love to sing, to the praises of our King | | | | | | | |
d152 | There's a sweet and blessed story | | | | | | | |
d153 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d154 | There's joy and gladness in my soul | | | | | | | |
d155 | There's no disappointment in heaven, no weariness | | | | | | | |
d156 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
d157 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d158 | This full salvation just suits me | | | | | | | |
d159 | Through the mist [of years] I can seem to see | | | | | | | |
d160 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d161 | Trials dark on every hand | | | | | | | |
d162 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d163 | Upon a [the] wide and stormy sea, Thou art [Thou'rt] sailing | | | | | | | |
d164 | Wandering in sin, no peace within | | | | | | | |
d165 | We find many people who can't understand | | | | | | | |
d166 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d167 | We shall see the desert as the rose | | | | | | | |
d168 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d169 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
d170 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d171 | When I come to the end of the long, long road | | | | | | | |
d172 | When I saw the cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
d173 | When I think of how my Savior left his glory | | | | | | | |
d174 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d175 | When some day by faith I've triumphed | | | | | | | |
d176 | When the night is o'er and the shadows past | | | | | | | |
d177 | When the toils of life are over And we lay our armor down | | | | | | | |
d178 | Which way shall I take, shouts a voice | | | | | | | |
d179 | While I journey in this world below | | | | | | | |
d180 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d181 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d182 | With aching heart and spirit sore distressed | | | | | | | |
d183 | Wonderful power of my wonderful King | | | | | | | |
d184 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d185 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
d186 | Ye who the love of a mother have known | | | | | | | |
d187 | You have longed [looked] for sweet peace | | | | | | | |
d188 | You have wandered far on the desert lone | | | | | | | |