# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
d102 | Take me O Lord, I now can see | | | | | | | |
d103 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d104 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d105 | The question cometh o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d106 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d107 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d108 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
d109 | There is joy in my heart as I journey | | | | | | | |
d110 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d111 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d112 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d113 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d114 | There's a rainbow shining | | | | | | | |
d115 | There's an old, old road by an old, old cross | | | | | | | |
d116 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
d117 | This is the season of hope and grace | | | | | | | |
d118 | Though the stormy clouds may hover o'er me | | | | | | | |
d119 | Though the tides may sweep o'er the angry deep | | | | | | | |
d120 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d121 | 'Twill not be long, the burdens now we carry | | | | | | | |
d122 | Wanderer away from Jesus | | | | | | | |
d123 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d124 | We thank thee, Lord, that power is flowing | | | | | | | |
d125 | We're counting the blessings | | | | | | | |
d126 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d127 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d128 | When I need someone in time of grief | | | | | | | |
d129 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d130 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d131 | When the dark shadows come over you | | | | | | | |
d132 | When you are weary and sore oppressed | | | | | | | |
d133 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d134 | While passing through this world of sin | | | | | | | |
d135 | Whisper a prayer in the morning | | | | | | | |
d136 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d137 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d138 | Wonderful words of the Master | | | | | | | |
d139 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]