# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I know not why he loves me with such | | | | | | | |
d102 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d103 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d104 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | I stood outside the gate | | | | | | | |
d106 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d107 | I will tell you what induced me | | | | | | | |
d108 | If never the gaze of sun and moon | | | | | | | |
d109 | If you knew the dear Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
d110 | I'm going to live for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d111 | In all our Maker's vast [grand] designs | | | | | | | |
d112 | In ancient days one walked with God | | | | | | | |
d113 | In Judah's pleasant land behold | | | | | | | |
d114 | In some way or other, the Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
d115 | In the Bible we read, you all know | | | | | | | |
d116 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d117 | In the crimson blush of morning | | | | | | | |
d118 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d119 | In the rifted rock I'm resting Sure and safe | | | | | | | |
d120 | Is there anyone here tonight unprepared | | | | | | | |
d121 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d122 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d123 | It's truly more blessed to give than receive | | | | | | | |
d124 | I've found a joy in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d125 | I've sung of maple trees on my father's farm | | | | | | | |
d126 | Jehovah's home is Zion | | | | | | | |
d127 | Jesus, hail, whose glory brightens | | | | | | | |
d128 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus the water of life will [shall] give | | | | | | | |
d133 | John saw the heavens opened wide | | | | | | | |
d134 | Judea's wilderness heard a voice | | | | | | | |
d135 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d136 | Just sing a happy little song | | | | | | | |
d137 | Know ye not great Babylon's fallen | | | | | | | |
d138 | Laboring for our dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d139 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d140 | Like Paul at Troas Hearing the Macedonian call | | | | | | | |
d141 | Like the fulness of the waters | | | | | | | |
d142 | Lo the dawning light while darkness shrouds | | | | | | | |
d143 | Look see the thousands streaming | | | | | | | |
d144 | Look there's a woman standing on Selene | | | | | | | |
d145 | Lord, thy glory fills the heaven | | | | | | | |
d146 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d147 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d148 | Man of sorrow [sorrows], what a name | | | | | | | |
d149 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d150 | Millenial bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
d151 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d152 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d153 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d154 | My heart indites a good matter | | | | | | | |
d155 | My heart was sad, but now 'tis glad | | | | | | | |
d156 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d157 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d158 | My life I knew to be sinful | | | | | | | |
d159 | Near the campfire's flickering light | | | | | | | |
d160 | Nearer, Father, draw me nearer | | | | | | | |
d161 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d162 | O child of God by sin dismayed | | | | | | | |
d163 | O Christ, He is the fountain | | | | | | | |
d164 | O Christ, what burdens bowed thy head | | | | | | | |
d165 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d166 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d167 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d168 | O how I love Jesus | | | | | | | |
d169 | O how restful is the thought | | | | | | | |
d170 | O how sweet the glorious message | | | | | | | |
d171 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d172 | O my brother, do you know the Savior Who is wondrous kind and true | | | | | | | |
d173 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d174 | O sacred Spirit, snow white Dove | | | | | | | |
d175 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
d176 | O shout for joy, let songs arise | | | | | | | |
d177 | O sinner hear the heavenly voice | | | | | | | |
d178 | O that we might at once go up | | | | | | | |
d179 | O thou whom all thy saints adore | | | | | | | |
d180 | O wonderful breath of the Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d181 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d182 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d183 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d184 | Once again the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d185 | Once there was a little birdie | | | | | | | |
d186 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d187 | One look at the Christ of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d188 | Our lamps are trimmed and burning | | | | | | | |
d189 | Out from Port Royal the Coronet sails | | | | | | | |
d190 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d191 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d192 | Plowing the ground in the springtime | | | | | | | |
d193 | Pouring out the golden oil | | | | | | | |
d194 | Praise the God of all creation | | | | | | | |
d195 | Praise the Lord, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d196 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d197 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d198 | Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
d199 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d200 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |