# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Since the Lord has saved my soul | | | | | | | |
d102 | Sing of the Savior eternal | | | | | | | |
d103 | Sing your song, O happy pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sinner, come to Jesus, come without delay | | | | | | | |
d105 | Sinner, list to the call divine | | | | | | | |
d106 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d107 | Some day after these earthly | | | | | | | |
d108 | Some day earth's toil | | | | | | | |
d109 | Someday after these earthly | | | | | | | |
d110 | Sometimes my way is dreary | | | | | | | |
d111 | Soul that is lost | | | | | | | |
d112 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d113 | Stars of the summer night | | | | | | | |
d114 | Storms may gather all about me | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sweeter than the bird songs ringing | | | | | | | |
d116 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d117 | Tell me if there's room enough | | | | | | | |
d118 | The Lord will be true forever | | | | | | | |
d119 | The way to heaven is plain | | | | | | | |
d120 | There came from the skies in the days long ago | | | | | | | |
d121 | There is a land beyond our sight | | | | | | | |
d122 | There is a place where souls may find The peace | | | | | | | |
d123 | There is joy in serving Jesus | | | | | | | |
d124 | There's a beautiful land far beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d125 | There's a city so bright | | | | | | | |
d126 | There's a glad day coming for the ransomed soul | | | | | | | |
d127 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d128 | There's a home of wondrous beauty | | | | | | | |
d129 | There's a land of beauty on the other side | | | | | | | |
d130 | There's no mother now to guide | | | | | | | |
d131 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
d132 | Though dark and dreary be life's way | | | | | | | |
d133 | Though trials oft we here must bear | | | | | | | |
d134 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d135 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d136 | To Jesus I'm clinging | | | | | | | |
d137 | To the sad and lone | | | | | | | |
d138 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
d139 | We are busy in the harvest | | | | | | | |
d140 | We are now enlisted in the gospel fight | | | | | | | |
d141 | We are pilgrims on our journey | | | | | | | |
d142 | We are sailing onward o'er life's rugged sea | | | | | | | |
d143 | We are soldiers true and loyal | | | | | | | |
d144 | We're a faithful band, bound | | | | | | | |
d145 | We're gathered here, dear friend | | | | | | | |
d146 | We're marching to our home | | | | | | | |
d147 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d148 | What can fully save my soul | | | | | | | |
d149 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d150 | What hosannas we shall sing | | | | | | | |
d151 | When I think of the wonderful grace | | | | | | | |
d152 | When Jesus comes again to gather his own | | | | | | | |
d153 | When love's golden sunlight beams | | | | | | | |
d154 | When my work of life is done | | | | | | | |
d155 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d156 | When the call comes ringing o'er the | | | | | | | |
d157 | When the saints of God shall gather | | | | | | | |
d158 | When the Savior comes for | | | | | | | |
d159 | When the shades of evening fall | | | | | | | |
d160 | When the storms of life are sweeping | | | | | | | |
d161 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time | | | | | | | |
d162 | When this life is ended and our | | | | | | | |
d163 | When time on earth for us | | | | | | | |
d164 | When we've left this eartly strand | | | | | | | |
d165 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d166 | With gladness the days may go by | | | | | | | |
d167 | Wonderful revival times are | | | | | | | |
d168 | Workers are we happy and free | | | | | | | |