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d101 | Lord, I have started to walk in the light | | | | | | | |
d102 | Many are turning to Jesus today | | | | | | | |
d103 | March on, O soul, with strength | | | | | | | |
d104 | Marching on in the light of God | | | | | | | |
d105 | Mid the lightning's lurid flash | | | | | | | |
d106 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d107 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d108 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d109 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d110 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d111 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d112 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d113 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d114 | My sheep know my voice, and the path that I take | | | | | | | |
d115 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d116 | No doubt my dear friends you have heard people say | | | | | | | |
d117 | Not a step will I take without Jesus | | | | | | | |
d118 | O dear one for whom our petitions ascend | | | | | | | |
d119 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
d120 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d121 | O home of fadeless glory | | | | | | | |
d122 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d123 | O list to the message from heaven above | | | | | | | |
d124 | O my brother, do you know the Savior Who is wondrous kind and true | | | | | | | |
d125 | O my brother, have you burdens which today have bowed you low | | | | | | | |
d126 | O my heart sings today, sings for joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
d127 | O my soul keeps singing Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d128 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d129 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d130 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d131 | O we are the reapers that garner in the sheaves of the good | | | | | | | |
d132 | O what joy and wondrous peace | | | | | | | |
d133 | O what pleasures in Jesus I find | | | | | | | |
d134 | On Him who watches over all | | | | | | | |
d135 | Once a sinner far from Jesus, I was perishing with cold | | | | | | | |
d136 | Once I saw in my visions the Savior of men | | | | | | | |
d137 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d138 | Onward move, ye followers of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d139 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d140 | Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin | | | | | | | |
d141 | Peal the message far and wide | | | | | | | |
d142 | Praise him, praise him, Jesus, our blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d143 | Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
d144 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d145 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d146 | Safe in the fold out of the cold | | | | | | | |
d147 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d148 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d149 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d150 | She only touched the hem of his garment | | | | | | | |
d151 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d152 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d153 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d154 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d155 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d156 | Standing alone in the judgment hall | | | | | | | |
d157 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d158 | Still saying No to Jesus, Slighting the call | | | | | | | |
d159 | Storms are rising in the distance | | | | | | | |
d160 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d161 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d162 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d163 | Taken aside by Jesus | | | | | | | |
d164 | That God should love a sinner such as I | | | | | | | |
d165 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d166 | The joy bells of heaven are ringing their chime | | | | | | | |
d167 | The land beyond the sea | | | | | | | |
d168 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d169 | The sands have been washed in the footprints | | | | | | | |
d170 | There are people, almost everywhere, whose hearts are all aflame | | | | | | | |
d171 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d172 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d173 | There is a place where thou canst touch the eyes Of blinded men to instant perfect sight | | | | | | | |
d174 | There is sanctifying power | | | | | | | |
d175 | There is soon to be a meeting with our Savior | | | | | | | |
d176 | There was a time on earth, when in the book of heaven | | | | | | | |
d177 | There was never a heart like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d178 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d179 | There's a blessed word of comfort | | | | | | | |
d180 | There's a city I read of in the prophets of old | | | | | | | |
d181 | There's a fountain flowing for the healing of the soul | | | | | | | |
d182 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d183 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d184 | There's a song within my heart because of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d185 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d186 | There's a wonderful Rose, where the weary repose | | | | | | | |
d187 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d188 | They crucified my Savior and nailed him | | | | | | | |
d189 | Think it not strange when clouds appear | | | | | | | |
d190 | This sacred truth means more to me | | | | | | | |
d191 | Those were darksome years filled with gloomy fears | | | | | | | |
d192 | Though dark the night and clouds look black | | | | | | | |
d193 | Though the cover is worn and the pages are torn | | | | | | | |
d194 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d195 | Underneath the restful shadow of his wings | | | | | | | |
d196 | Waiting on the Lord, for the promise given | | | | | | | |
d197 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d198 | We are marching upon the King's highway | | | | | | | |
d199 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d200 | We are soldiers in the blessed war for Jesus | | | | | | | |