# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lead me, Master, gently lead me | | | | | | | |
d103 | Lead some soul to Jesus Cobb, T S | | | | | | | |
d104 | Let every heart be full of praise | | | | | | | |
d105 | Let the hand that you know only | | | | | | | |
d106 | Let the light of truth go gleaming | | | | | | | |
d107 | Let us walk close to Christ | | | | | | | |
d108 | Life's day swiftly passes | | | | | | | |
d109 | Lo a mighty army now assembling | | | | | | | |
d110 | Lo a mighty harvest | | | | | | | |
d111 | Long years ago great multitudes | | | | | | | |
d112 | Lord Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d113 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d114 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d115 | My home is a city not made with hands unmarred is its splendor | | | | | | | |
d116 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d117 | My Redeemer has gone to prepare | | | | | | | |
d118 | My Savior bids me come And dwell with him above | | | | | | | |
d119 | My soul now has a refuge sweet | | | | | | | |
d120 | My soul, thou hast this promise sweet | | | | | | | |
d121 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d122 | No song again, my Lord, would come | | | | | | | |
d123 | Nothing to say for Jesus, when he has done all for me | | | | | | | |
d124 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d125 | O fount of Christ's atoning blood | | | | | | | |
d126 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d127 | O how wonderful are all the promises | | | | | | | |
d128 | O I want to live nearer to God | | | | | | | |
d129 | O land of rest, fair land of light | | | | | | | |
d130 | O Lord, I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d131 | O Lord, we approach thee | | | | | | | |
d132 | O say, brother, how're you living, is your lamp | | | | | | | |
d133 | O sinner far from Christ and salvation | | | | | | | |
d134 | O the harvest is over, alas | | | | | | | |
d135 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d136 | O 'tis sweet to sing this story | | | | | | | |
d137 | O to see that wondrous city | | | | | | | |
d138 | O where will you anchor dear sinner | | | | | | | |
d139 | O would you be numbered as one of His fold Be spotless with in | | | | | | | |
d140 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d141 | On the other side of Jordan there's a peaceful home | | | | | | | |
d142 | Once I wandered in darkness unsaved | | | | | | | |
d143 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d144 | Onward, ever onward, in the golden morning bright | | | | | | | |
d145 | Onward, forward, keep in step with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d146 | Open your heart, brother | | | | | | | |
d147 | Our school days are o'er | | | | | | | |
d148 | Our songs on earth will soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
d149 | Out from sin unto righteousness lifted | | | | | | | |
d150 | Out in the breakers are perishing souls | | | | | | | |
d151 | Out on the perilous sea of life | | | | | | | |
d152 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d153 | Peace, my weary spirit sings | | | | | | | |
d154 | Praise God for all his love to me | | | | | | | |
d155 | Precious, precious blood of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d156 | Rally to our standard, those who love the right | | | | | | | |
d157 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d158 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d159 | Rest from our labors here | | | | | | | |
d160 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d161 | Should all the world forsake me | | | | | | | |
d162 | Sing a song unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
d163 | Sing the blessed gospel story, sing its merits o'er | | | | | | | |
d164 | Sinner, hear the Savior's voice | | | | | | | |
d165 | Sinner, we are waiting | | | | | | | |
d166 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d167 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, lifting you joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
d168 | Soldiers of King Jesus, battle for the right | | | | | | | |
d169 | Some peaceful morning, some peaceful dawn | | | | | | | |
d170 | Soon the toils of life will cease | | | | | | | |
d171 | Spirit footsteps, linger near me | | | | | | | |
d172 | Spotless robes of white we'll wear | | | | | | | |
d173 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d174 | Star of the eve, with twinkling light | | | | | | | |
d175 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d176 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d177 | Taken up from deathly sleeping | | | | | | | |
d178 | Tell me of the Savior who on Calvary died | | | | | | | |
d179 | Tell of the birth of Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
d180 | The chain that binds our hopes to earth | | | | | | | |
d181 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d182 | The harvest is passing, the summer will end | | | | | | | |
d183 | The King in his glory is coming | | | | | | | |
d184 | The Lord of the harvest, O hark He calls | | | | | | | |
d185 | The love that Calvary's cross portrayed | | | | | | | |
d186 | The song of salvation I ever will sing | | | | | | | |
d187 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d188 | There is joy, holy joy, that endureth for aye | | | | | | | |
d189 | There is life and peace for your weary soul | | | | | | | |
d190 | There is one who is knocking | | | | | | | |
d191 | There is only one road for the sinner to go | | | | | | | |
d192 | There's a beautiful land far beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d193 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d194 | There's a home and a crown prepared for me | | | | | | | |
d195 | There's a home just over yonder, there's a land | | | | | | | |
d196 | There's a home of pure delight | | | | | | | |
d197 | There's a judgment that will come | | | | | | | |
d198 | There's a mansion where the saints forever rest | | | | | | | |
d199 | There's a road that is broad and inviting | | | | | | | |
d200 | There's a wonderful place we call home | | | | | | | |