# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Peace, troubled soul, thou needest [need'st] not fear | | | | | | | |
d202 | Physician of my [the] sin sick soul | | | | | | | |
d203 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
d204 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d205 | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | | | |
d206 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d207 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
d208 | Rejoice, believer [believers], in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d209 | Rejoice, O earth, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d210 | Religion should the most concern | | | | | | | |
d211 | Remember us, we pray thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
d212 | Return, O wanderer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
d213 | Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground | | | | | | | |
d214 | Salem's bright King Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
d215 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d216 | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
d217 | See slow and solemn move along | | | | | | | |
d218 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d219 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d220 | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise | | | | | | | |
d221 | Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts | | | | | | | |
d222 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d223 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d224 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d225 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d226 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
d227 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d228 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d229 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d230 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d231 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d232 | The book by inspiration given | | | | | | | |
d233 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d234 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
d235 | The Lord, how glorious is his face | | | | | | | |
d236 | The Lord is a fountain of goodness and love | | | | | | | |
d237 | The Lord of life exalted stands | | | | | | | |
d238 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
d239 | The Lord's my Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d240 | The manna flavored Isr'l's meat | | | | | | | |
d241 | The morning's come, the sun in the east now gildes the rising day | | | | | | | |
d242 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
d243 | The Sabbath's gone the day is past | | | | | | | |
d244 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d245 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d246 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d247 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d248 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d249 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d250 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d251 | There is a school on earth begun, Supported [Instructed] by the Holy One | | | | | | | |
d252 | These honored saints, redeemed by blood | | | | | | | |
d253 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d254 | This day my soul has [hath] caught on [new] fire | | | | | | | |
d255 | This world's not all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d256 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d257 | Thou only center of my rest | | | | | | | |
d258 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d259 | Thus saith the Lord, The spacious fields | | | | | | | |
d260 | Thy daily mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
d261 | Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d262 | Thy promise, Lord, and thy command | | | | | | | |
d263 | 'Tis love that makes religion sweet | | | | | | | |
d264 | 'Tis low down in that [the] beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
d265 | 'Tis pure delight without alloy | | | | | | | |
d266 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d267 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d268 | To wash his brethren's feet | | | | | | | |
d269 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d270 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d271 | Up to the Lord, that [who] reigns on high | | | | | | | |
d272 | Wake up [my] muse, condole the loss | | | | | | | |
d273 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d274 | Well met, dear friends, in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d275 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d276 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d277 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d278 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d279 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d280 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d281 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
d282 | When in the light of faith divine | | | | | | | |
d283 | When Isr'l through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
d284 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
d285 | When the poor leper's case I read | | | | | | | |
d286 | When true religion gains a place | | | | | | | |
d287 | When we baptise [baptize] we see the mode | | | | | | | |
d288 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d289 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d290 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place | | | | | | | |
d291 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d292 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d293 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d294 | Why stand ye here idle, my friends, all the day | | | | | | | |
d295 | Ye happy children who follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
d296 | Ye nations all, on [to] you I call | | | | | | | |
d297 | Ye saints attend the Savior's voice | | | | | | | |
d298 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
d299 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |