# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d401 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d402 | 'Tis faith supports my feeble soul | | | | | | | |
d403 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d404 | 'Tis the story grand and true, of the Lord who died for you | | | | | | | |
d405 | To thee, my righteous King and Lord | | | | | | | |
d406 | To thine eternal arms, O God | | | | | | | |
d407 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d408 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d409 | Unto thy temple, Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d410 | Upward where the stars are burning | | | | | | | |
d411 | We are happy as we sing today | | | | | | | |
d412 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d413 | We are the children of the church | | | | | | | |
d414 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
d415 | We praise thee, Lord, with earliest morning ray | | | | | | | |
d416 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d417 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d418 | We'll praise the Lord for he is great | | | | | | | |
d419 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d420 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d421 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
d422 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d423 | What majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
d424 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d425 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d426 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d427 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d428 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d429 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d430 | When mother love makes all things bright | | | | | | | |
d431 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
d432 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d433 | When the storms of life are raging stand by me | | | | | | | |
d434 | When the way grows drear precious Lord linger | | | | | | | |
d435 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
d436 | Where will you spend eternity | | | | | | | |
d437 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d438 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d439 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d440 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d441 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d442 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d443 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d444 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]