# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d501 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d502 | Speak often to each other | | | | | | | |
d503 | Speed away, speed away over mountains and sea | | | | | | | |
d504 | Speed thy servants, Savior, speed them | | | | | | | |
d505 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
d506 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d507 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d508 | Still with thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
d509 | Strike, O strike for victory | | | | | | | |
d510 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d511 | Sweet be thy rest And peaceful thy sleeping | | | | | | | |
d512 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d513 | Sweet promise is given to all | | | | | | | |
d514 | Sweet Sabbath school, more [most] dear to me | | | | | | | |
d515 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d516 | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet | | | | | | | |
d517 | Sweetly sing, sweetly sing praises | | | | | | | |
d518 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d519 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d520 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d521 | Thanksgiving to the Lord belongs | | | | | | | |
d522 | The angel of the Lord encampeth | | | | | | | |
d523 | The coming King is at the door | | | | | | | |
d524 | The cross, it standeth fast | | | | | | | |
d525 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
d526 | The day is dead, and Egypt's night returning | | | | | | | |
d527 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d528 | The dove of peace sings in my heart | | | | | | | |
d529 | The earth rolls round on time | | | | | | | |
d530 | The glories of that heavenly land | | | | | | | |
d531 | The God that made the earth and all the worlds | | | | | | | |
d532 | The golden morning is fast approaching | | | | | | | |
d533 | The gospel trump is sounding, free grace to all abounding | | | | | | | |
d534 | The great decisive day is at hand | | | | | | | |
d535 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d536 | The home where changes never come | | | | | | | |
d537 | The last call of mercy now lingers for thee | | | | | | | |
d538 | The Lord be with us as we bend | | | | | | | |
d539 | The Lord first empties whom he fills | | | | | | | |
d540 | The Lord in Zion reigneth | | | | | | | |
d541 | The Lord is my Light, then why should I fear? | | | | | | | |
d542 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d543 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d544 | The Lord worketh, let us work too | | | | | | | |
d545 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
d546 | The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter | | | | | | | |
d547 | The mistakes of my life are [have been] many | | | | | | | |
d548 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d549 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d550 | The springtide hour brings leaf and flower | | | | | | | |
d551 | The sprinkled blood is speaking | | | | | | | |
d552 | The tempter to my soul hath said | | | | | | | |
d553 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d554 | The time is near when Zion's sons | | | | | | | |
d555 | The whole wide world is pleading | | | | | | | |
d556 | The wonders of redeeming love our highest thoughts exceed | | | | | | | |
d557 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
d558 | The world's glorious harvest is fast drawing on | | | | | | | |
d559 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d560 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
d561 | There are two ways for travelers | | | | | | | |
d562 | There is a blessed hope, More precious and more bright | | | | | | | |
d563 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d564 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d565 | There is a line, by us unseen | | | | | | | |
d566 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d567 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d568 | There is never a day so dreary, But God can make it bright | | | | | | | |
d569 | There is no love like the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d570 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d571 | There is no work too humble | | | | | | | |
d572 | There is sunlight on the hilltop | | | | | | | |
d573 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d574 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d575 | There'll be no grief in heaven | | | | | | | |
d576 | There'll be something in heaven for children to do | | | | | | | |
d577 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
d578 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d579 | There's life in a look at the sacred cross | | | | | | | |
d580 | There's no other name like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d581 | There's room for you to anchor | | | | | | | |
d582 | They brought their gifts to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d583 | This is the day of rest, Our failing strength renew | | | | | | | |
d584 | This is the day of toil | | | | | | | |
d585 | This rite our blest Redeemer gave | | | | | | | |
d586 | This same Jesus, O, how sweetly Fall those words | | | | | | | |
d587 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d588 | Thou Coming One, our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
d589 | Thou who on the cross didst make | | | | | | | |
d590 | Though my sins were once like crimson red | | | | | | | |
d591 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d592 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d593 | Thy kingdom come, thus, day by day | | | | | | | |
d594 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d595 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d596 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d597 | 'Tis love that makes us happy | | | | | | | |
d598 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d599 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d600 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |