# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d102 | Over the river the crystal stream flows | | | | | | | |
d103 | Praise the Lord of heaven all glorious | | | | | | | |
d104 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d105 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d106 | Rejoice, O young man, in the glory of youth | | | | | | | |
d107 | See Sodom wrapt [wrapped] in fire, and hear the fearful shrieks | | | | | | | |
d108 | Seeking the lost, he is seeking today | | | | | | | |
d109 | Sing to Jehovah, sing ye with gladness | | | | | | | |
d110 | Small may be my field of humble service | | | | | | | |
d111 | Sow thou thy seed in the morning | | | | | | | |
d112 | Spirit so gentle, Spirit so tender | | | | | | | |
d113 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d114 | Sweet are the promises of the Holy Word | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d116 | The day will come, when in the field | | | | | | | |
d117 | The earth and the fulness | | | | | | | |
d118 | The Father, kind, above, sent forth in tender love | | | | | | | |
d119 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d120 | The lightnings round me are flashing | | | | | | | |
d121 | The Lord is my Shepherd, My Guard and my Guide | | | | | | | |
d122 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I fear | | | | | | | |
d123 | The love of Jesus, so warm to me | | | | | | | |
d124 | The road to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Savior of sinners is calling | | | | | | | |
d126 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d127 | There is a land above, All beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d128 | There is a way of life | | | | | | | |
d129 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
d130 | There is joy among the angels, there's a mighty shout of rapture | | | | | | | |
d131 | There is one among the meek most lowly | | | | | | | |
d132 | There will dawn a golden morrow, by and by | | | | | | | |
d133 | There's a beautiful land beyond death's rolling river | | | | | | | |
d134 | There's a city whose builder and maker is God | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a crystal fountain, full and free | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's a glittering star overhead | | | | | | | |
d137 | There's a home that awaits on that radiant shore | | | | | | | |
d138 | There's a song on my lips | | | | | | | |
d139 | They have reached the sunny shore | | | | | | | |
d140 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d141 | 'Tis a blessed thing to hear | | | | | | | |
d142 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d143 | Turn your faces toward the morning | | | | | | | |
d144 | Upon the great highway [highways] thou standest weary | | | | | | | |
d145 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d146 | We are waiting till the bridegroom cometh | | | | | | | |
d147 | We know that Jesus came on earth | | | | | | | |
d148 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d149 | We praise thee, O God, in thy name we rejoice | | | | | | | |
d150 | We shall be like him, O beautiful [wonderful] thought | | | | | | | |
d151 | We shall meet beyond the river, bye and bye | | | | | | | |
d152 | We should love and help each other | | | | | | | |
d153 | Weary soul, if some sorrow is bending thee low | | | | | | | |
d154 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d155 | When Christ shall come to earth again | | | | | | | |
d156 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
d157 | When the heart grows faint and the soul is weary | | | | | | | |
d158 | When the lamp of faith has lighted bright | | | | | | | |
d159 | When the trumpet shall sound and the dead | | | | | | | |
d160 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d161 | Would you know earth's highest happiness | | | | | | | |