# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d801 | Sweet evening hour, sweet evening hour | | | | | | | |
d802 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d803 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d804 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d805 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d806 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
d807 | Swift as the arrow outs its way | | | | | | | |
d808 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d809 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d810 | That solemn hour will surely come | | | | | | | |
d811 | The angels that watched round the tomb | | | | | | | |
d812 | The blessed Spirit, like the wind | | | | | | | |
d813 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d814 | The children are gathering from near and from far | | | | | | | |
d815 | The countless multitudes on high | | | | | | | |
d816 | The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul | | | | | | | |
d817 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d818 | The food on which thy children live | | | | | | | |
d819 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
d820 | The God of grace and glory calls | | | | | | | |
d821 | The God of my salvation lives | | | | | | | |
d822 | The gospel ship is sailing, sailing, sailing | | | | | | | |
d823 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d824 | The lands that long in darkness lay | | | | | | | |
d825 | The law commands, and makes us know | | | | | | | |
d826 | The light of Sabbath eve is fading | | | | | | | |
d827 | The long lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d828 | The Lord descending from above | | | | | | | |
d829 | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways | | | | | | | |
d830 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d831 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
d832 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d833 | The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might | | | | | | | |
d834 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d835 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
d836 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d837 | The love of the Spirit I sing | | | | | | | |
d838 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
d839 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d840 | The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
d841 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
d842 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d843 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d844 | The Savior now is gone before | | | | | | | |
d845 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d846 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
d847 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d848 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d849 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d850 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d851 | The thoughts of my heart they are known | | | | | | | |
d852 | The time draws nigh when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend | | | | | | | |
d853 | The world eludes my fond desire | | | | | | | |
d854 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d855 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d856 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d857 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d858 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
d859 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d860 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
d861 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d862 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d863 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
d864 | There is a world of perfect bliss Above the starry skies | | | | | | | |
d865 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d866 | There'll be something in heaven for children to do | | | | | | | |
d867 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d868 | They who on the Lord rely | | | | | | | |
d869 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d870 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d871 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
d872 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d873 | This precious book I'd rather own | | | | | | | |
d874 | This world would be a wilderness | | | | | | | |
d875 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d876 | Thou art my hiding place, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d877 | Thou art, O God, a Spirit pure | | | | | | | |
d878 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
d879 | Thou boundless source of every good | | | | | | | |
d880 | Thou Fount of blessing, God of love | | | | | | | |
d881 | Thou hast said, exalted Jesus [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d882 | Thou Lord of all above | | | | | | | |
d883 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
d884 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d885 | Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d886 | Thou that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
d887 | Though in the outward, earthly church below | | | | | | | |
d888 | Thousands, O Lord of hosts, today [this day] | | | | | | | |
d889 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d890 | Through all the downward tracts [tracks] of time | | | | | | | |
d891 | Through endless years thou art the same | | | | | | | |
d892 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d893 | Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us | | | | | | | |
d894 | Through thy protecting care | | | | | | | |
d895 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d896 | Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain | | | | | | | |
d897 | Thus we commemorate the day | | | | | | | |
d898 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d899 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
d900 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |