# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d202 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d203 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d204 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d205 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d206 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
d207 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d208 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d209 | Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now | | | | | | | |
d210 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d211 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
d212 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d213 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d214 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d215 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d216 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d217 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d218 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d219 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d220 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d221 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d222 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d223 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d224 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d225 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d226 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d227 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d228 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d229 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d230 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d231 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]