# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d2 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d3 | Are you coming home, ye wanderers | | | | | | | |
d4 | Brother, I don't feel no ways tired | | | | | | | |
d5 | Calvary, Calvary, Calvary | | | | | | | |
d6 | Christ has for sin atonement made | | | | | | | |
d7 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d8 | Far, far away, in heathen darkness dwelling | | | | | | | |
d9 | Go to the deeps of God's promise | | | | | | | |
d10 | Hail to the Savior, whose passion is waiting | | | | | | | |
d11 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
d12 | Have you found redemption | | | | | | | |
d13 | Have you hit the trail that leads | | | | | | | |
d14 | He calmed the ocean, O he said | | | | | | | |
d15 | I am standing on the word of God | | | | | | | |
d16 | I know not why God's wondrous grace to me | | | | | | | |
d17 | I know of a world that is sunk in shame | | | | | | | |
d18 | I'll be there in the morning | | | | | | | |
d19 | In loving kindness Jesus came | | | | | | | |
d20 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d21 | Jesus is standing in Pilate's hall, Friendless, forsaken | | | | | | | |
d22 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d23 | Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts | | | | | | | |
d24 | Jesus, what a Friend for sinners | | | | | | | |
d25 | Like a river glorious is God's perfect peace | | | | | | | |
d26 | Man of sorrow [sorrows], what a name | | | | | | | |
d27 | Marvelous grace of our loving Lord | | | | | | | |
d28 | Must I go, and empty handed | | | | | | | |
d29 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d30 | My life was so discordant | | | | | | | |
d31 | My Lord has garments so wondrous fine | | | | | | | |
d32 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d33 | Once far from God and dead in sin, No light my heart could see | | | | | | | |
d34 | Once my way was dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
d35 | One day when heaven was filled with his praises | | | | | | | |
d36 | Only a touch, my Savior's hand | | | | | | | |
d37 | Our Lord is now rejected | | | | | | | |
d38 | Out in the wilderness, wild and drear | | | | | | | |
d39 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d40 | Satisfied my hightest longing | | | | | | | |
d41 | Savior 'tis a full surrender, all I leave to follow Thee | | | | | | | |
d42 | Sinners Jesus will receive | | | | | | | |
d43 | Somebody came and lifted me | | | | | | | |
d44 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d45 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d46 | The gospel of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d47 | There are glories untold in that city of gold | | | | | | | |
d48 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d49 | There's a royal banner given for display | | | | | | | |
d50 | They say my Lord was but a man | | | | | | | |
d51 | Though the angry surges roll On my tempest driven soul | | | | | | | |
d52 | Though we have never seen the face | | | | | | | |
d53 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d54 | Traveling onward to a city bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d55 | Upon the mountain [when] my God [Lord] spoke | | | | | | | |
d56 | Vile and sinful though my heart may be | | | | | | | |
d57 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d58 | When I fear my faith will fail | | | | | | | |
d59 | When the cold breath of sorrow blights our joys | | | | | | | |
d60 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time | | | | | | | |
d61 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d62 | Where he may lead me, I will go | | | | | | | |
d63 | Why, on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
d64 | Why should I charge my soul with care | | | | | | | |
d65 | Workers now are needed hear the Lords command | | | | | | | |
d66 | You may search from sea to sea | | | | | | | |