# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d302 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d303 | There sprang a tree of deadly name | | | | | | | |
d304 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d305 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
d306 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d307 | Thou God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
d308 | Thou, Lord, art Light, thy native ray | | | | | | | |
d309 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
d310 | Thou Prince of glory, slain for me | | | | | | | |
d311 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
d312 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d313 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
d314 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d315 | Thy healing Spirit, Lord, impart | | | | | | | |
d316 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
d317 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d318 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d319 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
d320 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d321 | 'Tis the hour when silent thought | | | | | | | |
d322 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d323 | To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb] | | | | | | | |
d324 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d325 | Unshaken as the sacred hill [hills] and fixed as mountains stand | | | | | | | |
d326 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d327 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d328 | Wake, children of Zion, O hasten to plead | | | | | | | |
d329 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d330 | We come at evening's solemn hour | | | | | | | |
d331 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d332 | We need not bid, for cloistered cell | | | | | | | |
d333 | We sing the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d334 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d335 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d336 | What secret hand, at morning light | | | | | | | |
d337 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d338 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d339 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d340 | When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind | | | | | | | |
d341 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d342 | When I review my ways | | | | | | | |
d343 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d344 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d345 | When morning's first and hallowed ray | | | | | | | |
d346 | When my voice at morn and even | | | | | | | |
d347 | When, O dear Jesus, when shall I [we] | | | | | | | |
d348 | When on her maker's bosom | | | | | | | |
d349 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d350 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d351 | When the vale [veil] of death appears | | | | | | | |
d352 | When the woes of life o'ertake me | | | | | | | |
d353 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d354 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d355 | When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
d356 | Where is my [our] God, does he retire | | | | | | | |
d357 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d358 | While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way | | | | | | | |
d359 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d360 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d361 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d362 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d363 | Who but Thou, almighty Spirit | | | | | | | |
d364 | Who can forbear to sing | | | | | | | |
d365 | Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over] | | | | | | | |
d366 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d367 | Why, on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
d368 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d369 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d370 | Within these quiet walls, O Lord a fond | | | | | | | |
d371 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d372 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
d373 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d374 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d375 | Yet who this fearful deed hath wrought | | | | | | | |
d376 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
d377 | Zion, awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
d378 | Zion, lift thy raptured eye | | | | | | | |