# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d202 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d203 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d204 | O there will be mourning, mourning, mourning | | | | | | | |
d205 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d206 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d207 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d208 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d209 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d210 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d211 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d212 | Our days, alas, our mortal days | | | | | | | |
d213 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d214 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d215 | Pity the nations, O our God, Constrain the earth | | | | | | | |
d216 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d217 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | | | |
d218 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d219 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d220 | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
d221 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d222 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d223 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d224 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d225 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d226 | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
d227 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d228 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d229 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
d230 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d231 | Shall I be saved or lost | | | | | | | |
d232 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d233 | Sinner [sinners], hear the [thy] Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d234 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d235 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d236 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d237 | Soldiers of the cross, arise, lo, your Captain | | | | | | | |
d238 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
d239 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d240 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d241 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d242 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d243 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d244 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d245 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
d246 | The heathen perish, day by day | | | | | | | |
d247 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d248 | The hour is come, I will not stray | | | | | | | |
d249 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d250 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
d251 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d252 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d253 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d254 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d255 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d256 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d257 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d258 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d259 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d260 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d261 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d262 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d263 | There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d264 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d265 | This day belongs to God alone | | | | | | | |
d266 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d267 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d268 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d269 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
d270 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d271 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d272 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d273 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d274 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d275 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d276 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d277 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d278 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d279 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d280 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d281 | What a meeting, what a meeting that will be | | | | | | | |
d282 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d283 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d284 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d285 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d286 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
d287 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
d288 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d289 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d290 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d291 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d292 | When, O dear Jesus, when shall I [we] | | | | | | | |
d293 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d294 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d295 | When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care | | | | | | | |
d296 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d297 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d298 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d299 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d300 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |