# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d601 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d602 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
d603 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d604 | There is a book who runs [that all] may read | | | | | | | |
d605 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d606 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | | | |
d607 | There is a glorious world on high | | | | | | | |
d608 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d609 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
d610 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d611 | There is a state unknown, unseen | | | | | | | |
d612 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
d613 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d614 | There is none other name than thine | | | | | | | |
d615 | There's a fullness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d616 | There's a land far away, mid the stars | | | | | | | |
d617 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d618 | There's a time that is coming at last | | | | | | | |
d619 | There's nothing bright above, below | | | | | | | |
d620 | They are going, only going, Jesus called them | | | | | | | |
d621 | They who on the Lord rely | | | | | | | |
d622 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d623 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d624 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
d625 | Thirsting for a living spring | | | | | | | |
d626 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
d627 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d628 | This is the glorious day | | | | | | | |
d629 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d630 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
d631 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d632 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d633 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
d634 | Thou strong and loving Son of Man | | | | | | | |
d635 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d636 | Through all the various [varying] shifting [passing] scene | | | | | | | |
d637 | Through all this life's eventful road | | | | | | | |
d638 | Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d639 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d640 | Thy bounteous hand with food can bless | | | | | | | |
d641 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
d642 | Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound | | | | | | | |
d643 | Thy name be hallowed evermore | | | | | | | |
d644 | Thy presence, everlasting [ever living] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d645 | Thy will be done, I will not fear | | | | | | | |
d646 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d647 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d648 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d649 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d650 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d651 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d652 | To thee and to thy love | | | | | | | |
d653 | To thee, O God, we homage pay | | | | | | | |
d654 | To thine eternal arms, O God | | | | | | | |
d655 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d656 | Unto thy temple, Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d657 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
d658 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d659 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d660 | Walk with the Lord [your God], along the road | | | | | | | |
d661 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d662 | We all, O Father, all are thine | | | | | | | |
d663 | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
d664 | We bless thee for this sacred day | | | | | | | |
d665 | We bow before thy heavenly throne | | | | | | | |
d666 | We come, O Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
d667 | We join to pray, with wishes kind | | | | | | | |
d668 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d669 | We praise thee, Lord, with earliest morning ray | | | | | | | |
d670 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d671 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d672 | We the weak ones, we the sinners | | | | | | | |
d673 | Weak and irresolute is man | | | | | | | |
d674 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d675 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d676 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d677 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d678 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d679 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d680 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d681 | What to me are earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
d682 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d683 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d684 | When, driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
d685 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d686 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d687 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d688 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d689 | When I think of that city of light | | | | | | | |
d690 | When Isr'l, of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
d691 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d692 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d693 | When my Love to Christ [God] grows weak | | | | | | | |
d694 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
d695 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d696 | When thou comest in [into] thy kingdom | | | | | | | |
d697 | When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care | | | | | | | |
d698 | When we devote our youth to God | | | | | | | |
d699 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d700 | When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest | | | | | | | |