# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Now to thy sacred house with joy I turn my feet | | | | | | | |
d102 | O all ye nations, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d103 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
d104 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d105 | O Lord, by thy supporting hand | | | | | | | |
d106 | O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name | | | | | | | |
d107 | O Lord our Shepherd, deign to keep | | | | | | | |
d108 | O Lord, Thy great and holy name | | | | | | | |
d109 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d110 | O thou the guard of infant days | | | | | | | |
d111 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d112 | Once more we keep the sacred day That saw the Savior rise | | | | | | | |
d113 | Our Father God who art in heaven, all hallowed | | | | | | | |
d114 | Our feeble voices, Lord, we raise | | | | | | | |
d115 | Our Savior, now in heaven above | | | | | | | |
d116 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d117 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d118 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d119 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d121 | Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
d122 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
d123 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d124 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d126 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d127 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
d128 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d129 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
d130 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d131 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d132 | This day with songs we bless | | | | | | | |
d133 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
d134 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d135 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
d136 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d137 | Thou God of love, whose gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d138 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
d139 | Thou who once did [didst] condescend | | | | | | | |
d140 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d141 | To God who reigns above the sky | | | | | | | |
d142 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d143 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d144 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d145 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
d146 | What glorious things our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
d147 | What though the arm of conquering death | | | | | | | |
d148 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d149 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d150 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d151 | Where is the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
d152 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d153 | While through another rolling year | | | | | | | |
d154 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
d155 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |