# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
temp_193 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
temp_168 | Night with ebon pinion brooded o'er the vale | | | | | | | |
temp_62 | Not a step will I take without Jesus | | | | | | | |
temp_174 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
temp_134 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
temp_194 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
temp_201 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
temp_41 | O I'm so glad I have a Friend | | | | | | | |
temp_16 | O Jesus is my dearest friend (Walkey) | | | | | | | |
temp_81 | O let us look beyond this life | | | | | | | |
temp_181 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
temp_215 | O soul, arise and work for God today | | | | | | | |
temp_196 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
temp_158 | O the peace that fills me | | | | | | | |
temp_157 | O the precious love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
temp_110 | O there is a time when the message will come | | | | | | | |
temp_126 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
temp_153 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
temp_150 | O thou Rock of my salvation, Hide me now | | | | | | | |
temp_228 | O thou who in Jordan didst bow | | | | | | | |
temp_159 | O wayward one, stop now to think | | | | | | | |
temp_124 | O would you be numbered as one of His fold | | | | | | | |
temp_166 | Of one the Lord has made the race | | | | | | | |
temp_112 | Of the great salvation, Free to every nation | | | | | | | |
temp_152 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
temp_113 | Once I was straying, with troubles increasing | | | | | | | |
temp_72 | Out from sin unto righteousness lifted | | | | | | | |
temp_85 | Out of darkness into light, out of sadness | | | | | | | |
temp_188 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
temp_219 | Pressing the battle in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
temp_90 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
temp_204 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
temp_180 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
temp_21 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
temp_118 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
temp_58 | Shall I be content with one star | | | | | | | |
temp_59 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
temp_76 | Sing the blessed gospel story, sing its merits o'er | | | | | | | |
temp_42 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
temp_211 | Sinner, we are waiting | | | | | | | |
temp_138 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
temp_131 | Soon the toils of life will cease | | | | | | | |
temp_133 | Sowing and reaping for Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
temp_207 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
temp_183 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
temp_220 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
temp_186 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
temp_77 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
temp_141 | Taken up from deathly sleeping | | | | | | | |
temp_75 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
temp_173 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
temp_178 | The Holy Spirit speaks today | | | | | | | |
temp_83 | The life beyond will be eternal | | | | | | | |
temp_31 | The Lord is my refuge, in him I'll confide | | | | | | | |
temp_94 | The noonday sun is shining | | | | | | | |
temp_169 | The time has come when we must part we hope to meet | | | | | | | |
temp_68 | The triune God beheld the world | | | | | | | |
temp_197 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
temp_11 | There is music in heaven o'er the saved ones | | | | | | | |
temp_212 | There is only one road for the sinner to go | | | | | | | |
temp_147 | There is sunlight in the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
temp_80 | There's a call from the heart of the Savior | | | | | | | |
temp_144 | There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley | | | | | | | |
temp_45 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
temp_106 | There's a home for the soul where no sorrow | | | | | | | |
temp_34 | There's a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
temp_0 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
temp_67 | There's a place, a dear and hallowed spot | | | | | | | |
temp_6 | There's a sweet beyond, dear father | | | | | | | |
temp_104 | They crucified my Savior | | | | | | | |
temp_161 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
temp_30 | Though far away, you've gone astray | | | | | | | |
temp_109 | Though here to friends we say goodby | | | | | | | |
temp_114 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
temp_221 | 'Tis my Lord who knows all my griefs and woes | | | | | | | |
temp_167 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
temp_40 | To the hand of Jesus clinging | | | | | | | |
temp_46 | To the harvest fields I will gladly go | | | | | | | |
temp_179 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
temp_187 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
temp_145 | Upon the walls of memory | | | | | | | |
temp_155 | Wanderer, hear the invitation | | | | | | | |
temp_78 | Watch thou, my soul, keep thy discerning | | | | | | | |
temp_35 | We are content in the beautiful work | | | | | | | |
temp_98 | We are on the gospel road | | | | | | | |
temp_91 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
temp_71 | We want just the same religion | | | | | | | |
temp_227 | We will sing the old, old story | | | | | | | |
temp_154 | Weighed in the balance of justice true | | | | | | | |
temp_190 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
temp_132 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
temp_10 | What rejoicing 'round the throne | | | | | | | |
temp_63 | What wondrous love, dear Lord, that thou | | | | | | | |
temp_19 | Whate'er you do in word or deed | | | | | | | |
temp_115 | When all my trials and cares are o'er | | | | | | | |
temp_44 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
temp_17 | When I was wandering far, far from God | | | | | | | |
temp_163 | When I was wandering sad and alone | | | | | | | |
temp_22 | When I went to the home of my childhood | | | | | | | |
temp_37 | When Jesus died on [upon] the cross | | | | | | | |