# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Lord, as the evening shades arise | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d103 | Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
d104 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d105 | Lord, lead the way the [my] [our] Savior went | | | | | | | |
d106 | Lord, whose love, in power excelling | | | | | | | |
d107 | Meek and lowly, pure and holy | | | | | | | |
d108 | Mine be the reverent, listening love | | | | | | | |
d109 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d110 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d111 | My Father, when I come to thee | | | | | | | |
d112 | My God, I know that I must die | | | | | | | |
d113 | My heart is fixed, O God, my strength | | | | | | | |
d114 | My heart is resting, O my God | | | | | | | |
d115 | My times are in Thy hand, my God | | | | | | | |
d116 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d117 | Nothing but leaves the spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
d118 | Nothing either great or small remains for me to do | | | | | | | |
d119 | O Christ, our ever blessed Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | O Christ, with each returning morn | | | | | | | |
d121 | O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend | | | | | | | |
d122 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d123 | O God of hosts, the [and] mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d124 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d125 | O how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
d126 | O look not on the tempting cup | | | | | | | |
d127 | O Lord, Thou art my God and King, Thee will I magnify | | | | | | | |
d128 | O shall I wear a starless crown In yonder world of glory | | | | | | | |
d129 | O that we our hearts might sever | | | | | | | |
d130 | O thou by whom the lost are found | | | | | | | |
d131 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d132 | Once more the sun is beaming bright | | | | | | | |
d133 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d134 | One thing I of the Lord desired | | | | | | | |
d135 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
d136 | Quiet Lord my froward heart | | | | | | | |
d137 | Rejected and despised of men | | | | | | | |
d138 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d139 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d140 | Roll, Jordan, roll, thy foaming waters roll along | | | | | | | |
d141 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d142 | Savior, listen to our prayer, poor and sinful though we are | | | | | | | |
d143 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d144 | She loved her Savior | | | | | | | |
d145 | Singing for Jesus, trying to serve him | | | | | | | |
d146 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d147 | Softly the night is sleeping [falling] on | | | | | | | |
d148 | Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark | | | | | | | |
d149 | Speak with us, Lord, Thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
d150 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
d151 | Strike, strike your bright harps | | | | | | | |
d152 | Submissive to thy will, my [O] God | | | | | | | |
d153 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d154 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d155 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
d156 | The Lord descended from above | | | | | | | |
d157 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
d158 | The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might | | | | | | | |
d159 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d160 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
d161 | Thee, we adore, eternal [O gracious] Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d162 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d163 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d164 | There's a song the angels sing | | | | | | | |
d165 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
d166 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d167 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d168 | Thou great and good, thou just and wise | | | | | | | |
d169 | Thou hast, O Lord, most glorious | | | | | | | |
d170 | Thou who dwellest enthroned above | | | | | | | |
d171 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d172 | We are rising, we are rising with the change | | | | | | | |
d173 | We have met and we have parted | | | | | | | |
d174 | We journey on to the land above | | | | | | | |
d175 | We sing a song, and then we part | | | | | | | |
d176 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d177 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d178 | What seraph like music falls sweet on my ear | | | | | | | |
d179 | What shall we render, bounteous Lord | | | | | | | |
d180 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d181 | Whene'er the [our] angry passions rise | | | | | | | |
d182 | Where high the heavenly temple stands The house | | | | | | | |
d183 | Wherever he may guide me, No want | | | | | | | |
d184 | While in sweet communion feeding | | | | | | | |
d185 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d186 | While thou, O my God, art my help and defender | | | | | | | |
d187 | Who are sowing | | | | | | | |
d188 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d189 | Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over] | | | | | | | |
d190 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
d191 | With flowing eyes and bleeding hearts | | | | | | | |
d192 | Ye gates, lift up your heads on high | | | | | | | |
d193 | Ye hosts of heaven, ye mighty ones | | | | | | | |
d194 | Ye tribes of Adam join, with heaven and earth and seas | | | | | | | |