# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sing the praises of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d102 | Soldiers for whom the Savior died | | | | | | | |
d103 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d104 | Speak gently to your father dear | | | | | | | |
d105 | Step by step, and day by day, March we on our forward way | | | | | | | |
d106 | Sunshine, bright sunshine, is cheering us today | | | | | | | |
d107 | Take the cross, take the cross | | | | | | | |
d108 | Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment | | | | | | | |
d109 | The gospel bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d110 | The mistakes of my life are [have been] many | | | | | | | |
d111 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d112 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d113 | There is no love like the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d114 | There's a beautiful land far away, where no troubles | | | | | | | |
d115 | There's a beautiful star, a beautiful star | | | | | | | |
d116 | There's a beautiful valley brought to view | | | | | | | |
d117 | There's a book which surpasses the sages | | | | | | | |
d118 | There's a city like a bride | | | | | | | |
d119 | There's a firm sheltering rock | | | | | | | |
d120 | There's a kingdom above | | | | | | | |
d121 | There's a narrow road that leads to endless day | | | | | | | |
d122 | There's an old, old song of a love so deep | | | | | | | |
d123 | They have reached the sunny shore | | | | | | | |
d124 | They sing of a river whose value and worth | | | | | | | |
d125 | 'Tis a goodly, pleasant land | | | | | | | |
d126 | 'Tis the holy day of rest, and with happy hearts we come | | | | | | | |
d127 | To arms, to arms ye soldiers, the trumpet | | | | | | | |
d128 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d129 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d130 | Walk in the light the Lord hath [has] given | | | | | | | |
d131 | Wanderer, come, there's room for thee | | | | | | | |
d132 | Watchman on the walls of Zion | | | | | | | |
d133 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
d134 | We are coming, gladly coming On this anniversary day | | | | | | | |
d135 | We haste to thy temple, O Father | | | | | | | |
d136 | We shall be like him, Oh, beautiful thought | | | | | | | |
d137 | We thank thee, our Father, for all we have heard | | | | | | | |
d138 | We weary on our journey | | | | | | | |
d139 | We welcome with delight | | | | | | | |
d140 | We will rally to the standard | | | | | | | |
d141 | Welcome the Sound of the musical bells | | | | | | | |
d142 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
d143 | What star is this, with [which] beams so bright | | | | | | | |
d144 | What were life without some one to cheer us | | | | | | | |
d145 | When a few more years are blended | | | | | | | |
d146 | When earth's boisterous storms arising | | | | | | | |
d147 | When my weary hands are folded | | | | | | | |
d148 | When present with doubts and anxious fear I am trembling | | | | | | | |
d149 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
d150 | When we get home to that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d151 | When we leave our home below | | | | | | | |
d152 | Who are these like stars appearing | | | | | | | |
d153 | Who is the King of glory, Jesus | | | | | | | |
d154 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d155 | With joyful hearts we look to thee, Beautiful vale of rest | | | | | | | |
d156 | Work when the morning shineth, work when the noonday gleams | | | | | | | |
d157 | Would you gain the best in life | | | | | | | |
d158 | Youth, remember thy Creator | | | | | | | |