# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Shall songs of grateful love | | | | | | | |
202 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
203 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
204 | Simply trusting ev'ry day | | | | | | | |
205 | Since I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
206 | Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims | | | | | | | |
207 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
208 | Sing them over again to me | | | | | | | |
209 | Sing unto the Lord a new song, His praise proclaim | | | | | | | |
210 | Sinners Jesus will receive | | | | | | | |
211 | Sinners, you have sadly wandered | | | | | | | |
212 | So tender, so precious | | | | | | | |
213 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
214 | Some day the silver cord will break | | | | | | | |
215 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
216 | Sowing the seed by the daylight fair | | | | | | | |
217 | Standing by a purpose true | | | | | | | |
218 | Standing on the promises of Christ my King | | | | | | | |
219 | Sunset and evening star | | | | | | | |
220 | Sweet are the promises | | | | | | | |
221 | Sweet is the promise, "I will not forget thee," | | | | | | | |
222 | Sweet is the task, my gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
223 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling | | | | | | | |
224 | Take the name of Jesus with you | | | | | | | |
225 | Take the world, but give me Jesus | | | | | | | |
226 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
227 | Tell me the old, old Story | | | | | | | |
228 | Tell me the story of Jesus | | | | | | | |
229 | The Father kind above | | | | | | | |
230 | The fight is on: the trumpet sound is ringing out | | | | | | | |
231 | The first Noel the angel did say | | | | | | | |
232 | The gospel bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
233 | The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God | | | | | | | |
234 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
235 | The hand that was nailed to the cross of woe | | | | | | | |
236 | The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want | | | | | | | |
237 | The name of Jesus is so sweet — | | | | | | | |
238 | The night is fast passing | | | | | | | |
239 | The peace of God now guard your hearts | | | | | | | |
240 | The statutes of the Lord are right | | | | | | | |
241 | The treasures of earth are not mine | | | | | | | |
242 | The voice of the Saviour says “Come;” | | | | | | | |
243 | The world all about me has now no allure | | | | | | | |
244 | There are days so dark that I seek in vain | | | | | | | |
245 | There are lights by the shore of that country | | | | | | | |
246 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
247 | There are loved ones in the glory | | | | | | | |
248 | There came three kings at break of day | | | | | | | |
249 | There comes to my heart one sweet strain | | | | | | | |
250 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
251 | There is a gate that stands ajar | | | | | | | |
252 | There is a habitation | | | | | | | |
253 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
254 | There is a spot to me more dear | | | | | | | |
255 | There is rest for the weary | | | | | | | |
256 | Three is rest, sweet rest | | | | | | | |
257 | There is sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
258 | "There shall be showers of blessing" | | | | | | | |
259 | There stands a Rock, on shores of time | | | | | | | |
260 | There was one who was willing to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
261 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
262 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
263 | There's a garden where Jesus is waiting | | | | | | | |
264 | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | | | |
265 | There's a royal banner given for display | | | | | | | |
266 | There's a Stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
267 | There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
268 | Thou, my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
269 | Tho' the way we journey may be often drear | | | | | | | |
270 | "Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
271 | Throw out the Life-Line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
272 | Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
273 | Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus | | | | | | | |
274 | Tis the blessed hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
275 | Tis the old-time religion | | | | | | | |
276 | Tis the promise of God | | | | | | | |
277 | To the work! to the work! | | | | | | | |
278 | True-hearted, whole-hearted | | | | | | | |
279 | Under His wings I am safely abiding | | | | | | | |
280 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
281 | Walking with Jesus, by His side I'll stay | | | | | | | |
282 | We are going down the valley one by one | | | | | | | |
283 | We have heard the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
284 | We praise Thee, God | | | | | | | |
285 | We praise Thee, O God | | | | | | | |
286 | We saw Thee not when Thou didst come | | | | | | | |
287 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
288 | What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Jesus! | | | | | | | |
289 | What can wash away my sin? | | | | | | | |
290 | What will it be when the King comes! | | | | | | | |
291 | When all my labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
292 | When comes to the weary a blessed release | | | | | | | |
293 | When days of toil have all gone by | | | | | | | |
294 | When He calls me I wil answer | | | | | | | |
295 | When I see the blood | | | | | | | |
296 | When I shall come to the end of my way | | | | | | | |
297 | When I shall reach the more excellent glory | | | | | | | |
298 | When Jesus comes to reward His servants | | | | | | | |
299 | When peace like a river | | | | | | | |
300 | When the King comes in His glory | | | | | | | |