Telegrams: Our 1918 Message to the Church

#	Text	Tune
d101	Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d102	Take my life, and let it be, consecrated
d103	Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow
d104	The blessed Savior now is mine
d105	The great Physician now is near
d106	The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter
d107	The robin is singing way up in the tree
d108	The wonderful day of judgment is coming
d109	There are many hearts aching neath loads
d110	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d111	There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar]
d112	There is work for you to do, if to duty
d113	There's a church in the valley by the wildwood
d114	There's a cross for me to bear, while traveling
d115	There's a great day coming, a great day coming
d116	There's a home beyond death's river, of it's beauties
d117	There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day
d118	There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus
d119	Thou art indeed a friend to me
d120	Though I once was lost in sin
d121	Though oft the tempter's voice I hear
d122	Through all the years I've roamed in sin
d123	'Tis the sweetest story that e'er was told
d124	Urgently the call is ringing on our ears
d125	Wake, my soul, and praise the Lord
d126	Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know
d127	We are soldiers in the army, of our blessed Lord
d128	We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love
d129	Weary sinner, bowed down with sin
d130	What a friend we have in Jesus
d131	What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain]
d132	What mean this eager, anxious throng
d133	When I was lost in sin and shame, and wandering
d134	When Jesus comes to reward his servants
d135	When Jesus laid his crown aside
d136	When raging storms around me roll and darkness
d137	When the labor of the day is over
d138	When the shadows fall like a gloomy wall
d139	When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word
d140	Where the golden sunlight lingers
d141	While Jesus whispers to you
d142	Why should a Christian weep or sigh
d143	Wonderful, wonderful, love of my King
d144	Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours
d145	Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin