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d501 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d502 | The blessed Spirit, like the wind | | | | | | | |
d503 | The Christians of old all united in one | | | | | | | |
d504 | The countless multitudes on high | | | | | | | |
d505 | The cross of Christ inspires my heart | | | | | | | |
d506 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d507 | The gospel comes with welcome news | | | | | | | |
d508 | The happy day will soon appear | | | | | | | |
d509 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d510 | The hour of prayer once more is come | | | | | | | |
d511 | The little babe is gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d512 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, And [His] royal state maintains | | | | | | | |
d513 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d514 | The Lord, the sovereign King hath [has] fixed his throne on high | | | | | | | |
d515 | The Lord, who truly knows the heart | | | | | | | |
d516 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d517 | The name of Christ, how sweet it sounds | | | | | | | |
d518 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d519 | The soul that's truly born of God | | | | | | | |
d520 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d521 | The time is swiftly rolling on | | | | | | | |
d522 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
d523 | The wondering world enquires [inquires] to know | | | | | | | |
d524 | The Word, the Spirit, and the bride | | | | | | | |
d525 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d526 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d527 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d528 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d529 | There is a holy city, A happy world above | | | | | | | |
d530 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d531 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
d532 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d533 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d534 | There is a Star, a guiding Star | | | | | | | |
d535 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
d536 | There is a world of perfect bliss Above the starry skies | | | | | | | |
d537 | There is a world we have not seen | | | | | | | |
d538 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d539 | There was a little family [who] lived [up] in Bethany | | | | | | | |
d540 | There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery | | | | | | | |
d541 | There's a city of light, mid the stars we are told | | | | | | | |
d542 | There's a region above, free from sin and temptation | | | | | | | |
d543 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d544 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | | | |
d545 | This world's not all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d546 | Those who are kin to the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d547 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d548 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
d549 | Thou art passing away, thou art passing away | | | | | | | |
d550 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d551 | Thou God of Jabez, hear | | | | | | | |
d552 | Thou great incarnate God | | | | | | | |
d553 | Thou great mysterious God unknown | | | | | | | |
d554 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
d555 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
d556 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d557 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d558 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d559 | Thus saith the Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
d560 | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
d561 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d562 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d563 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
d564 | Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound | | | | | | | |
d565 | Thy people, Lord, have ever found | | | | | | | |
d566 | Thy praise, O Lord, shall tune the lyre | | | | | | | |
d567 | Thy presence, gracious Lord, afford | | | | | | | |
d568 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
d569 | Thy ways, O Lord [God] with wise design | | | | | | | |
d570 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d571 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d572 | Time so swiftly glides away | | | | | | | |
d573 | Time, what an empty [fleeting] vapor 'tis | | | | | | | |
d574 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d575 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d576 | 'Tis my desire with God to walk | | | | | | | |
d577 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d578 | 'Tis the Savior, angels raise fame's eternal trump of praise | | | | | | | |
d579 | 'Tis the Savior who would claim entrance to your heart | | | | | | | |
d580 | To him from whom our blessings flow | | | | | | | |
d581 | To him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
d582 | To him who on the fatal tree | | | | | | | |
d583 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d584 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d585 | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
d586 | To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb] | | | | | | | |
d587 | To those who know the Lord, I speak | | | | | | | |
d588 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d589 | To thy temple we repair | | | | | | | |
d590 | Today the Savior rose | | | | | | | |
d591 | Together with these symbols, Lord | | | | | | | |
d592 | 'Twas not to make Jehovah's love | | | | | | | |
d593 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d594 | 'Twas when the sea [seas], with awful [horrid] roar | | | | | | | |
d595 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
d596 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d597 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d598 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn [dawn] | | | | | | | |
d599 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | | | | | | | |
d600 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |