# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d102 | It was love that saved me | | | | | | | |
d103 | It's wonderful , so wonderful | | | | | | | |
d104 | I've been blue the whole day through | | | | | | | |
d105 | I've cast my heavy burdens down | | | | | | | |
d106 | I've followed in his footsteps | | | | | | | |
d107 | I've found someone who cares for me | | | | | | | |
d108 | I've got a home in glory land | | | | | | | |
d109 | Jesus bids me to follow him | | | | | | | |
d110 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d111 | Jesus is my Savior, I shall not be moved | | | | | | | |
d112 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d113 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d114 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d115 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d116 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d117 | Just a few more days to labor | | | | | | | |
d118 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d119 | Kings wear robes of gold and velvet | | | | | | | |
d120 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
d121 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d122 | Life is full of battles lost and won | | | | | | | |
d123 | Like a rose that blooms in the springtime | | | | | | | |
d124 | Living below in this old sinful world | | | | | | | |
d125 | Love is the key that opens wide the door | | | | | | | |
d126 | Many years I've been looking for a place | | | | | | | |
d127 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d128 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d129 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d130 | My eyes are on the mountain top | | | | | | | |
d131 | My Father is omnipotent, and that you can't deny | | | | | | | |
d132 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d133 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d134 | My Jesus knows when I am lonely | | | | | | | |
d135 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d136 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d137 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d138 | None but Jesus thrills me so | | | | | | | |
d139 | O blessed thought sweet rest will come | | | | | | | |
d140 | O brother, you ought to have been there | | | | | | | |
d141 | O, everybody needs somone to care | | | | | | | |
d142 | O how happy I will be | | | | | | | |
d143 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d144 | O Lord, forgive I pray, my foolish pride | | | | | | | |
d145 | O safe to the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
d146 | O the joy beyond all telling | | | | | | | |
d147 | O the peace I find in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d148 | O thou blessed Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d149 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d150 | Often I'm hindered on my way | | | | | | | |
d151 | Often I'm weary, my pathway is dreary | | | | | | | |
d152 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d153 | On the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave | | | | | | | |
d154 | Once a man named Stephen, preached about the Lord | | | | | | | |
d155 | Once I drifted away from the harbor of life | | | | | | | |
d156 | Once I wandered alone in blackness of night | | | | | | | |
d157 | Once I was lost and in despair | | | | | | | |
d158 | Once I was lost in sin, I had no peace within | | | | | | | |
d159 | Once I was straying in sin's dark valley | | | | | | | |
d160 | Once my soul was astray from the heavenly way | | | | | | | |
d161 | One of thy children is coming home | | | | | | | |
d162 | Others may sing of the things that they choose | | | | | | | |
d163 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d164 | Precious memories, unseen angels sent from | | | | | | | |
d165 | Promises you've broken | | | | | | | |
d166 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d167 | Satan led my soul astray | | | | | | | |
d168 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d169 | Search me, O God [Lord], and know my heart today | | | | | | | |
d170 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d171 | Soft as the voice of an angel | | | | | | | |
d172 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d173 | Some glad day my soul will fly | | | | | | | |
d174 | Some glad morning when this life is o'er | | | | | | | |
d175 | Some of these days I'm going home where no sorrows ever come | | | | | | | |
d176 | Some people go to church 'most every Sunday | | | | | | | |
d177 | Some people long for the future | | | | | | | |
d178 | Some sweet day, far away | | | | | | | |
d179 | Sometime we'll stand before the judgment bar | | | | | | | |
d180 | Sometimes I feel discouraged and think my life | | | | | | | |
d181 | Somewhere the sun is shining | | | | | | | |
d182 | Soon Iöll leave this world of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d183 | Soon my Lord will call for me | | | | | | | |
d184 | Soon this life will all be over | | | | | | | |
d185 | Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey | | | | | | | |
d186 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
d187 | Stand me where you please, blessed Lord | | | | | | | |
d188 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d189 | Steps unsteady, Growing old | | | | | | | |
d190 | Sweet is the song I am singing today | | | | | | | |
d191 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d192 | Tempted and tried we're oft made to [we often do] wonder [wander] | | | | | | | |
d193 | Tenderly he watches over me | | | | | | | |
d194 | The clouds have passed away | | | | | | | |
d195 | The cross upon which Jesus died | | | | | | | |
d196 | The devil tempted Jesus | | | | | | | |
d197 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d198 | The hands of Jesus, nail scarred hands | | | | | | | |
d199 | The love of God is greater far | | | | | | | |
d200 | The name of friends each day we speak | | | | | | | |