# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d302 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d303 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
d304 | Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go | | | | | | | |
d305 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d306 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d307 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d308 | Sinner, what hast thou [has earth] to show | | | | | | | |
d309 | Skeptic, spare that book | | | | | | | |
d310 | Slavery and death the cup contains | | | | | | | |
d311 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d312 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d313 | Stay, mortal, stay, nor heedless thus | | | | | | | |
d314 | Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh | | | | | | | |
d315 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
d316 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d317 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d318 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d319 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d320 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d321 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d322 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
d323 | The banner of freedom floats proudly on high | | | | | | | |
d324 | The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul | | | | | | | |
d325 | The dearest spot on earth to me is home | | | | | | | |
d326 | The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave | | | | | | | |
d327 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
d328 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d329 | The man is ever blest [blessed] who shuns the sinner's ways | | | | | | | |
d330 | The peace which God alone reveals | | | | | | | |
d331 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d332 | The prodigal with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d333 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d334 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d335 | The Savior lives, no more to die | | | | | | | |
d336 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
d337 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d338 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d339 | The swift declining day | | | | | | | |
d340 | The time is short sinners beware | | | | | | | |
d341 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d342 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d343 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d344 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d345 | There is a realm where Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
d346 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
d347 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
d348 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d349 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
d350 | There's a Friend above all others, well deserves | | | | | | | |
d351 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
d352 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
d353 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
d354 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d355 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d356 | Though the days are dark with trouble | | | | | | | |
d357 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d358 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d359 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d360 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
d361 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d362 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d363 | 'Tis sweet in the trials and [of] conflict of [and] sin | | | | | | | |
d364 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d365 | To whom, my Savior, shall I go | | | | | | | |
d366 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d367 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
d368 | Too long have I strayed | | | | | | | |
d369 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d370 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
d371 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d372 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d373 | We are coming, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d374 | We are going, we are going To a home beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d375 | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
d376 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d377 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d378 | We miss thee at home | | | | | | | |
d379 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d380 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
d381 | We're enclosed the while in the prison grounds | | | | | | | |
d382 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d383 | What is the thing of greatest [highest] price | | | | | | | |
d384 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d385 | What to me are earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
d386 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d387 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
d388 | When fainting in the sultry waste | | | | | | | |
d389 | When gracious Lord, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
d390 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d391 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d392 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d393 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d394 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d395 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d396 | When the blind suppliant in the way | | | | | | | |
d397 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d398 | When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care | | | | | | | |
d399 | When we cannot see our way Let us [We should] trust and still obey | | | | | | | |
d400 | Where can we hide, or whither fly | | | | | | | |