# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d501 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d502 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d503 | Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment | | | | | | | |
d504 | Thank and praise Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
d505 | The Bridegroom soon will call us | | | | | | | |
d506 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d507 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d508 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
d509 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d510 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
d511 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
d512 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
d513 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d514 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d515 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d516 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
d517 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d518 | The Lord is risen indeed, And are the tidings true | | | | | | | |
d519 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d520 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d521 | The name of Jesus is so sweet | | | | | | | |
d522 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d523 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
d524 | The Shepherd's heart is saddened | | | | | | | |
d525 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d526 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d527 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
d528 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d529 | The whole wide world for Jesus this shall our watchword be | | | | | | | |
d530 | The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin | | | | | | | |
d531 | There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain | | | | | | | |
d532 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | | | |
d533 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d534 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d535 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d536 | There is a safe and [a] secret place | | | | | | | |
d537 | There is a story ever new, I'll tell it o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d538 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d539 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d540 | There is no night in heaven, in that blest world | | | | | | | |
d541 | There's a beautiful, beautiful land, 'tis the home | | | | | | | |
d542 | There's a cleft in the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d543 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d544 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d545 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d546 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
d547 | This is the day of light | | | | | | | |
d548 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d549 | This night, O Lord, we bless thee | | | | | | | |
d550 | Thou art coming, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d551 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
d552 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d553 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
d554 | Thou Lord of life, our saving health | | | | | | | |
d555 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d556 | Thou whose unmeasured temple stands | | | | | | | |
d557 | Throned upon the awful tree | | | | | | | |
d558 | Thy life was given for me | | | | | | | |
d559 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
d560 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d561 | Thy word is a lamp to my feet, a light to my path alway | | | | | | | |
d562 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d563 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d564 | 'Tis not by works of righteousness | | | | | | | |
d565 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d566 | 'Tis the harvest time, 'tis the harvest time | | | | | | | |
d567 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d568 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
d569 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d570 | Under an eastern sky amid a rabble's cry | | | | | | | |
d571 | Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes | | | | | | | |
d572 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d573 | Wash me, O Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d574 | We bless the name of Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
d575 | We bless thee for thy peace, O God | | | | | | | |
d576 | We bless thy name, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d577 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d578 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
d579 | We join to pray, with wishes kind | | | | | | | |
d580 | We know that God is on the throne | | | | | | | |
d581 | We love the place, O God | | | | | | | |
d582 | We now have met to worship thee | | | | | | | |
d583 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d584 | We walk by faith, and not by sight | | | | | | | |
d585 | We would see Jesus, blest be the name | | | | | | | |
d586 | We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen | | | | | | | |
d587 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
d588 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d589 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
d590 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d591 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d592 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d593 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d594 | What wait I for but thee | | | | | | | |
d595 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d596 | When Christ beheld, in sinful [sin's dark] night | | | | | | | |
d597 | When I see the way my Savior leads me | | | | | | | |
d598 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d599 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d600 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |