# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d102 | The morning sun rose bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d103 | The seventh trumpet we'll soon hear | | | | | | | |
d104 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d105 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d106 | There grows on earth a lovely tree | | | | | | | |
d107 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d108 | There is a holy city | | | | | | | |
d109 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d110 | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
d111 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d112 | Throughout the Savior's life we [I'll] trace | | | | | | | |
d113 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d114 | 'Tis good to wait upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d115 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | | | |
d116 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d117 | Welcome, dear brethren, to this place | | | | | | | |
d118 | We're met dear friends in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d119 | What glorious sound is this I hear | | | | | | | |
d120 | What is this world with all its store | | | | | | | |
d121 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d122 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d123 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
d124 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d125 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
d126 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d127 | When my Savior, my Shepherd is near | | | | | | | |
d128 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
d129 | When sorrows compass me round | | | | | | | |
d130 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
d131 | While shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
d132 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d133 | With pleasure [we] behold that [the] city of gold | | | | | | | |
d134 | Ye fearful saints march on | | | | | | | |
d135 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
d136 | Ye sons of the main, ye that [who] sail o'er the flood | | | | | | | |
d137 | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
d138 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]