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d101 | Lord, thou hast tenderly reached from above | | | | | | | |
d102 | Loudly unto the world is a chorus resounding | | | | | | | |
d103 | Love everlasting | | | | | | | |
d104 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d105 | More like the Master I would ever be | | | | | | | |
d106 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d107 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d108 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d109 | My Savior's love my spirit feeds | | | | | | | |
d110 | My soul is so happy in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d112 | Nothing satisfies but Jesus, bread of life to mortals given | | | | | | | |
d113 | O, blessed day, the happy day | | | | | | | |
d114 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d115 | O have you not heard of [that] country above | | | | | | | |
d116 | O heart of mine keep singing | | | | | | | |
d117 | O I love to tell the blessed story | | | | | | | |
d118 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d119 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d120 | O the kindly light is shining | | | | | | | |
d121 | O the unsearchable riches of Christ | | | | | | | |
d122 | O what a name, a blessed name | | | | | | | |
d123 | Of all the prayers that upward float [rise] | | | | | | | |
d124 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d125 | Open the door for the children | | | | | | | |
d126 | Praise ye the Lord, joyfully shout hosanna | | | | | | | |
d127 | Rejoice and sing, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d128 | Rescue them, rescue the souls that are perishing | | | | | | | |
d129 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d130 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d131 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d132 | Scattering precious seed by the wayside | | | | | | | |
d133 | Since I lost my sins, and I found my Savior | | | | | | | |
d134 | So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my [and] King | | | | | | | |
d135 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d136 | Some sweet day I shall enter a place | | | | | | | |
d137 | Somebody did a golden deed, proving himself | | | | | | | |
d138 | Somewhere the sun is shining | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d140 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d141 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d142 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d143 | Sweet is the promise, I will not forget thee | | | | | | | |
d144 | Take the world, but give me Jesus, All its joys are but a name | | | | | | | |
d145 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d146 | The love of Jesus, who can tell | | | | | | | |
d147 | The Master has gone to a beautiful [distant] country | | | | | | | |
d148 | The Savior is calling you sinner | | | | | | | |
d149 | The whole wide world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is a City, I am told Where all the streets are paved with gold | | | | | | | |
d151 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d152 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d153 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d154 | There was never storm or tempest | | | | | | | |
d155 | There will come a day, sometime | | | | | | | |
d156 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d157 | There's a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d158 | There's a story told | | | | | | | |
d159 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d160 | There's a war to wage with sin | | | | | | | |
d161 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d162 | Thou only art holy | | | | | | | |
d163 | 'Tis sweet to know that Jesus loves me | | | | | | | |
d164 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
d165 | Victory is the song echoing loud and long | | | | | | | |
d166 | We are soldiers, little soldiers | | | | | | | |
d167 | We may lighten toil and care | | | | | | | |
d168 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d169 | We shall stand before the King | | | | | | | |
d170 | We today may have the power | | | | | | | |
d171 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d172 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d173 | What is making life so sweet | | | | | | | |
d174 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d175 | When by storm my bark is driven | | | | | | | |
d176 | When earthly cares and sorrows roll | | | | | | | |
d177 | When I have reached the soul's bright land | | | | | | | |
d178 | When I think of Jesus and his love | | | | | | | |
d179 | When the burden is heavy | | | | | | | |
d180 | When the old church bell that we love so well | | | | | | | |
d181 | When the storms of life are raging And the wind | | | | | | | |
d182 | When the sunlight of the Savior's love shines in | | | | | | | |
d183 | When this busy life is ended | | | | | | | |
d184 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
d185 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d186 | Wonderful love does Jesus show | | | | | | | |
d187 | Wonderful love that the Father | | | | | | | |
d188 | Would you care if some friend you have met | | | | | | | |
d189 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d190 | You have heard of the story of Jesus | | | | | | | |