# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d202 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d203 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d204 | Stand up ye saints and boldly march | | | | | | | |
d205 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise | | | | | | | |
d206 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
d207 | Submissive to thy will, my [O] God | | | | | | | |
d208 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d209 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d210 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
d211 | The God who once to Isr'l spoke | | | | | | | |
d212 | The Lord proclaims his grace abroad | | | | | | | |
d213 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d214 | The saints should never be dismayed | | | | | | | |
d215 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d216 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d217 | The Savior, what a noble flame was kindled | | | | | | | |
d218 | The Spirit breathes upon the Word | | | | | | | |
d219 | The time is short the season near | | | | | | | |
d220 | The wondering nations have beheld | | | | | | | |
d221 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d222 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d223 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
d224 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d225 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
d226 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d227 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d228 | Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word | | | | | | | |
d229 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d230 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d231 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d232 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d233 | To Jesus our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
d234 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | | | |
d235 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d236 | To thee, my Shepherd [Savior] and my Lord [Lamb] | | | | | | | |
d237 | To us a child is born from heaven | | | | | | | |
d238 | Uncertain how the way to find | | | | | | | |
d239 | We sing his love who once was slain | | | | | | | |
d240 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d241 | What does the worldling gain | | | | | | | |
d242 | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
d243 | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
d244 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d245 | What thousands never knew the road | | | | | | | |
d246 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d247 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d248 | When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind | | | | | | | |
d249 | When first the God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
d250 | When from the precepts to the cross | | | | | | | |
d251 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d252 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d253 | When Isr'l's tribes were parched with thirst | | | | | | | |
d254 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d255 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d256 | When Paul was parted from his friends | | | | | | | |
d257 | When sinners utter boasting words | | | | | | | |
d258 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d259 | When to his father's fond embrace The prodigal returned | | | | | | | |
d260 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
d261 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d262 | While carnal men, with all their might | | | | | | | |
d263 | While here on earth I'm called to stay | | | | | | | |
d264 | While I lived without the Lord | | | | | | | |
d265 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d266 | Why, mourning soul [souls], why flow these tears | | | | | | | |
d267 | Why, O my soul, these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
d268 | Why should a living man complain | | | | | | | |
d269 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d270 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d271 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
d272 | With all my [our] [the] power [powers] of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d273 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d274 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
d275 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
d276 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d277 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d278 | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
d279 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d280 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |