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d301 | O ye young, ye gay, ye proud | | | | | | | |
d302 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d303 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d304 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d305 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
d306 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d307 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d308 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d309 | Prostrate at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
d310 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d311 | Rest for my soul I long to find | | | | | | | |
d312 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d313 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d314 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d315 | Savior of the sin sick soul, give me faith to make me whole | | | | | | | |
d316 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | | | | | | | |
d317 | Savior, while my heart is tender, I would yield that heart to Thee | | | | | | | |
d318 | See, Jesus [Jesu], thy disciples, see | | | | | | | |
d319 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d320 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d321 | Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go | | | | | | | |
d322 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d323 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d324 | Sinners, Jesus died for you | | | | | | | |
d325 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
d326 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
d327 | Sinners, turn, while God is near | | | | | | | |
d328 | Son of God thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
d329 | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d330 | Spirit of life, and light, and love, Thy heavenly infuence give | | | | | | | |
d331 | Stand up for Jesus, All who lead his host | | | | | | | |
d332 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d333 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d334 | Still nigh me, O my Savior, stand | | | | | | | |
d335 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], and look [look you] yonder | | | | | | | |
d336 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d337 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d338 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d339 | Take my heart, O Father, take it | | | | | | | |
d340 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d341 | The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I | | | | | | | |
d342 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d343 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d344 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
d345 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d346 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d347 | The thing my God doth hate | | | | | | | |
d348 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
d349 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d350 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d351 | There is a Heaven above the skies | | | | | | | |
d352 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d353 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d354 | There is an hour, when I must part With all I hold most dear | | | | | | | |
d355 | There is no night in heaven, in that blest world | | | | | | | |
d356 | There's a Friend above all others, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d357 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
d358 | This world can never give | | | | | | | |
d359 | Thou Lamb of God for sinners slain | | | | | | | |
d360 | Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
d361 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d362 | Thy loving Spirit, Lord, alone | | | | | | | |
d363 | To Jesus' name give thanks and sing | | | | | | | |
d364 | To thee, O my Savior, to thee will I cling | | | | | | | |
d365 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d366 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d367 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d368 | Vain are all terrestrial pleasures | | | | | | | |
d369 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d370 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d371 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d372 | We by his Spirit prove | | | | | | | |
d373 | We go the way that leads to God | | | | | | | |
d374 | We have no outward righteousness | | | | | | | |
d375 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
d376 | We may spread our couch with roses | | | | | | | |
d377 | We who in Christ believe | | | | | | | |
d378 | Weary souls that [who] wander wide | | | | | | | |
d379 | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d380 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d381 | What is our calling's glorious hope | | | | | | | |
d382 | What never speak one evil [idle] word | | | | | | | |
d383 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
d384 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d385 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d386 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
d387 | When shall I see the welcome hour | | | | | | | |
d388 | When shall thy love constrain and force me to thy breast | | | | | | | |
d389 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d390 | Where are the dead, in heaven or hell | | | | | | | |
d391 | Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
d392 | While God invites, how blest the day | | | | | | | |
d393 | While we walk with God in light | | | | | | | |
d394 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d395 | With pitying eyes the prince of peace [grace] | | | | | | | |
d396 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d397 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |