The Book of Praise

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d301Round the [thy] Lord in glory seated
d302Salvation, O the joyful sound
d303Savior, I lift my trembling eyes
d304Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow
d305Savior, who didst from heaven come down
d306Savior, who, exalted high
d307See the ransomed millions stand
d308Shall I fear, O earth, thy bosom
d309Shepherd of Isr'l, from above
d310Shine on our souls, eternal God
d311Since thou hast added now, O God [Lord]
d312Sing to the Lord our Might
d313Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice
d314Sleep well, my dear, sleep safe and free
d315Sometimes a light surprises
d316Songs of praise the angels sang
d317Source of good, whose power controls
d318Sovereign Ruler of the skies
d319Speed thy servants, Savior, speed them
d320Spirit, leave thine [thy] [the] house of clay
d321Star of morn and even
d322Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d323Sweet baby, sleep, what ails my dear
d324Sweet is the Spirit's strain
d325Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d326Sweet place, sweet place alone
d327The billows swell, the winds are high
d328The child leans on its [his] parent's breast
d329The day, O Lord, is spent
d330The day of rest once more comes round
d331The foe behind, the deep before
d332The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned
d333The head that once was crowned with thorns
d334The heaven of heavens cannot contain
d335The heavens are not too high
d336The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth
d337The Lord Jehovah reigns, And [His] royal state maintains
d338The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
d339The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d340The Lord of might from Sinai's brow
d341The lovely form of God's own church
d342The race that long in darkness pined
d343The roseate hues of early dawn
d344The scene around me disappears
d345The Son of God goes forth to war
d346The Son of God, the Lord of life
d347The spacious firmament on high
d348The springtide hour brings leaf and flower
d349The starry firmament on high
d350The strain upraise of joy and praise Alleluia
d351The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
d352The voice that breathed o'er Eden
d353The waves of trouble how they rise
d354The winds were howling o'er the deep
d355The world can neither give nor take
d356Thee, we adore, eternal [O gracious] Lord [God]
d357There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe
d358There is a book who runs [that all] may read
d359There is a calm for those who [that] weep
d360There is a dwelling place above
d361There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d362There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d363There is a pure and [a] peaceful wave
d364There is a river deep and broad
d365There is a safe and [a] secret place
d366There is a stream, which issues forth from God's eternal Throne
d367There is an hour, when I must part With all I hold most dear
d368There's not a bird with lonely nest
d369They talked of Jesus as they went
d370Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d371Thou art gone up on high To mansions [realms]
d372Thou God of love, beneath thy sheltering wings
d373Thou, great Creator, art possest [possessed]
d374Thou Judge of quick and dead
d375Thou the cup of death didst drain
d376Thou, who didst stoop below
d377Thou, who hast called us by thy word
d378Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard
d379Though, by sorrows overtaken
d380Though rude winds usher thee, sweet day
d381Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us
d382Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior]
d383Thus saith God, of his anointed
d384Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess
d385Thy way, not mine, O Lord
d386'Tis come, the time so oft foretold
d387'Tis heaven begun below
d388To God, ye choir above, begin a hymn
d389To heaven I lift mine eye, to heaven
d390To him who for our sins was slain
d391To thee, my God, whose presence fills
d392To thy temple I repair
d393Tomorrow, Lord, is thine
d394Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, the eternal hills beyond the skies
d395Up to the throne of God is borne
d396We seek a rest beyond [above] the skies
d397We sing his love who once was slain
d398We sing the praise of him who died
d399Weary from wandering from my God
d400Welcome, sweet day, of days the best

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