# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d202 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d203 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d204 | There stands a rock on shores of time | | | | | | | |
d205 | There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley | | | | | | | |
d206 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d207 | There's life for a look at the crucified one | | | | | | | |
d208 | There's no other Friend like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d209 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
d210 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
d211 | Though the tempest rages, and the day is past | | | | | | | |
d212 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d213 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d214 | 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give | | | | | | | |
d215 | 'Tis the Savior who would claim entrance to your heart | | | | | | | |
d216 | To whom, my Savior, shall I go | | | | | | | |
d217 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
d218 | Up to the bountiful [beautiful] Giver of life | | | | | | | |
d219 | We are a little gleaning band | | | | | | | |
d220 | We are children of a King | | | | | | | |
d221 | We are journeying home to the house of our Father | | | | | | | |
d222 | We know there's a bright and glorious home | | | | | | | |
d223 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d224 | We speak of the land of the blest | | | | | | | |
d225 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d226 | What a great salvation, Jesus crucified | | | | | | | |
d227 | What can I give to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d228 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d229 | What will you now do with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d230 | What wondrous heights and depths of love | | | | | | | |
d231 | What's the use of always fretting | | | | | | | |
d232 | When mothers of Salem their children brought to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d233 | When my Savior I shall see | | | | | | | |
d234 | When our days of earthly life are o'er | | | | | | | |
d235 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d236 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d237 | Ye who sow with anxious yearning | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]