# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
d102 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d103 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d104 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d105 | No more with trembling heart I try | | | | | | | |
d106 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d107 | Now by the bowels [mercies] of my [our] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d108 | Now in Christian unity | | | | | | | |
d109 | Now may the God of peace and love | | | | | | | |
d110 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d111 | Now to him who [that] loved [loves] us | | | | | | | |
d112 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
d113 | O army of the living God, why stand | | | | | | | |
d114 | O bread to pilgrims given | | | | | | | |
d115 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d116 | O Christ, who didst for sinners weep | | | | | | | |
d117 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d118 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
d119 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d120 | O for the robe [robes] of whiteness, O [And] for the tearless eyes | | | | | | | |
d121 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d122 | O how I long to see that [the] day | | | | | | | |
d123 | O Lamb of God, still keep me | | | | | | | |
d124 | O Lord, and will thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
d125 | O Lord, who now art seated | | | | | | | |
d126 | O never may my soul forget | | | | | | | |
d127 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d128 | O shameful cross, on thee was hung | | | | | | | |
d129 | O, show me not my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
d130 | O sinner, come without delay | | | | | | | |
d131 | O sweetly through the gloomy years | | | | | | | |
d132 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d133 | O thou, my soul, forget no more | | | | | | | |
d134 | O Thou, that hearest the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
d135 | O thou who didst with mourners walk | | | | | | | |
d136 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d137 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d138 | O why wilt thou so long delay | | | | | | | |
d139 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d140 | Once more we press the hand and part | | | | | | | |
d141 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d142 | Peace be to this congregation | | | | | | | |
d143 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d144 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Haste to Zion's | | | | | | | |
d145 | Raise the psalm let earth adoring | | | | | | | |
d146 | Rejoice, all ye believers | | | | | | | |
d147 | Rejoice, believer [believers], in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d148 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
d149 | Righteous God, whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
d150 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d151 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d152 | Savior, the sorrows Thou hast known | | | | | | | |
d153 | Saw ye not the cloud arise | | | | | | | |
d154 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d155 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d156 | Sing we the song to angels given | | | | | | | |
d157 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d158 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d159 | Soft be the turf on thy dear breast | | | | | | | |
d160 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d161 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d162 | Still evening comes, with gentle shade | | | | | | | |
d163 | That great day of wrath and terror | | | | | | | |
d164 | The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul | | | | | | | |
d165 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d166 | The glorious day is coming | | | | | | | |
d167 | The golden palace of my God | | | | | | | |
d168 | The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair | | | | | | | |
d169 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d170 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d171 | The night is wearing fast away | | | | | | | |
d172 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d173 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d174 | The Savior who suffered, the Lamb that was slain | | | | | | | |
d175 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d176 | The whole creation now is sighing | | | | | | | |
d177 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d178 | There is a land of calm delight | | | | | | | |
d179 | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d180 | There is no pain that I can bear | | | | | | | |
d181 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
d182 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
d183 | Thou who in the [that] bitter night | | | | | | | |
d184 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
d185 | Though love may weep with breaking heart | | | | | | | |
d186 | Though my flesh and heart may fail | | | | | | | |
d187 | Through the furnace, through the heat | | | | | | | |
d188 | Throughout the hours of darkness dim | | | | | | | |
d189 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d190 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d191 | Time's sun is fast setting | | | | | | | |
d192 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d193 | To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now Our waiting souls repair | | | | | | | |
d194 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d195 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d196 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d197 | Unto the high and mighty Lord we lift our morning strain of praise | | | | | | | |
d198 | Vain are all terrestrial pleasures | | | | | | | |
d199 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d200 | We are pressing on to Canaan's land | | | | | | | |