# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My God, I thank Thee who hast made the earth so bright | | | | | | | |
d102 | My Lord [he] calls me, [he] calls me in [by] the thunder | | | | | | | |
d103 | My song is love unknown | | | | | | | |
d104 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d105 | Not unto us O Lord the praise | | | | | | | |
d106 | Now God be with us, for the night is closing | | | | | | | |
d107 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d108 | Now that the daystar glimmers bright | | | | | | | |
d109 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d110 | O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother | | | | | | | |
d111 | O Canada, our home and native land | | | | | | | |
d112 | O Christ, who holds the open gate | | | | | | | |
d113 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d114 | O come, O come, Emmanuel [Immanuel], And ransom | | | | | | | |
d115 | O Father, hear my morning prayer | | | | | | | |
d116 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d117 | O God of earth and altar | | | | | | | |
d118 | O God of truth, whose living word | | | | | | | |
d119 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
d120 | O Jesus, strong and pure, and true | | | | | | | |
d121 | O life that maketh all things new | | | | | | | |
d122 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d123 | O Lord almighty, thou whose hands | | | | | | | |
d124 | O Lord and Master of us all | | | | | | | |
d125 | O Lord of heaven and earth and sea | | | | | | | |
d126 | O Lord of life, and love, and power, How joyful life might be | | | | | | | |
d127 | O Lord of life, Thy quickening voice | | | | | | | |
d128 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d129 | O Master, let me walk with thee [you] | | | | | | | |
d130 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d131 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d132 | O Son of man, our hero strong and tender | | | | | | | |
d133 | O Son of Man, who walked each day | | | | | | | |
d134 | O splendor of God's glory bright, O thou that bringest light | | | | | | | |
d135 | O stand the storm, it won't be long | | | | | | | |
d136 | O Thou, not made with hands | | | | | | | |
d137 | O thou to whom our voices rise | | | | | | | |
d138 | O thou whose feet have climbed life's hill | | | | | | | |
d139 | O valiant hearts, who to your glory came Through dust of conflict and through battles flame | | | | | | | |
d140 | O wasn't dat a wide riber | | | | | | | |
d141 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d142 | On the wings of light declining | | | | | | | |
d143 | Once to every man and nation | | | | | | | |
d144 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d145 | Out on life's dark heaving ocean | | | | | | | |
d146 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d147 | Praise to our God, who with love never swerving | | | | | | | |
d148 | Praise to the Holiest in the height | | | | | | | |
d149 | Praise to [ye] [we] the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation | | | | | | | |
d150 | Rejoice, ye pure in heart | | | | | | | |
d151 | Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those | | | | | | | |
d152 | Rise up, O men [man] [youth] of God | | | | | | | |
d153 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d154 | Say not the struggle naught availeth | | | | | | | |
d155 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d156 | Spirit of God descend upon my heart | | | | | | | |
d157 | Spirit, strength of all the weak, Giving courage to the meek | | | | | | | |
d158 | Spring has now unwrapped the flowers | | | | | | | |
d159 | Strong Son of God, immortal Love | | | | | | | |
d160 | The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord | | | | | | | |
d161 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
d162 | The day thou gavest, Lord is ended | | | | | | | |
d163 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d164 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d165 | The light of God is falling upon life's common way | | | | | | | |
d166 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want; He makes me down to lie | | | | | | | |
d167 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
d168 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
d169 | These things shall be, a loftier race | | | | | | | |
d170 | They who tread the path of labor | | | | | | | |
d171 | Thine be [is] the glory, risen, conquering Son | | | | | | | |
d172 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d173 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d174 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d175 | Thou whose birth on earth | | | | | | | |
d176 | Through the night of doubt [pain] and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d177 | 'Tis winter now, the fallen [gleaming] snow | | | | | | | |
d178 | Turn back, O man, forswear thy foolish ways | | | | | | | |
d179 | 'Twas in the moon of winter time | | | | | | | |
d180 | Unknown and unrewarded their very names | | | | | | | |
d181 | Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes | | | | | | | |
d182 | We are climbing Jacob's ladder, We are climbing | | | | | | | |
d183 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d184 | When Jesus was a baby And born of mortal man | | | | | | | |
d185 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d186 | When through the whirl of wheels and engines humming | | | | | | | |
d187 | When wilt thou save the [thy] people | | | | | | | |
d188 | Whence, O shepherd maiden | | | | | | | |
d189 | Where cross the crowded ways of life | | | | | | | |
d190 | Who would true valor see | | | | | | | |
d191 | With the morn in radiance breaking | | | | | | | |
d192 | Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness | | | | | | | |
d193 | Ye fair green hills of Galilee | | | | | | | |
d194 | Ye [You] that have spent the silent night | | | | | | | |