# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d501 | Thou, who for sinners once was [wast] slain | | | | | | | |
d502 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
d503 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
d504 | Though sorrow may stay for a night | | | | | | | |
d505 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d506 | Though waves and storms go o'er my head | | | | | | | |
d507 | Though winds may blow and storms may rise | | | | | | | |
d508 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d509 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d510 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d511 | Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
d512 | Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare | | | | | | | |
d513 | Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart | | | | | | | |
d514 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d515 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d516 | 'Tis finished, the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
d517 | 'Tis good to wait upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d518 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d519 | 'Tis no surprising thing | | | | | | | |
d520 | 'Tis past, the dreadful stormy night | | | | | | | |
d521 | 'Tis pleasant to sing the sweet praise | | | | | | | |
d522 | To God I cried with mournful voice | | | | | | | |
d523 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d524 | To heaven I'm bound with prosperous gales | | | | | | | |
d525 | To thee, before the dawning light | | | | | | | |
d526 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
d527 | To whom, my Savior, shall I go | | | | | | | |
d528 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d529 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d530 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d531 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d532 | Unhappy city hadst thou known | | | | | | | |
d533 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d534 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d535 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d536 | View the broad sea's majestic plains | | | | | | | |
d537 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d538 | Vouchsafe thine aid to speak the word | | | | | | | |
d539 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
d540 | We bless the Lord, the just, the [and] good Who fills our | | | | | | | |
d541 | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d542 | We seek a rest beyond [above] the skies | | | | | | | |
d543 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d544 | Welcome, ye hopeful heirs of heaven | | | | | | | |
d545 | Were I inspired to preach and tell | | | | | | | |
d546 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d547 | What empty things are all the skies | | | | | | | |
d548 | What object, Lord, my soul should move | | | | | | | |
d549 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d550 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d551 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d552 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d553 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d554 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d555 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d556 | When Jesus bade me leave the world | | | | | | | |
d557 | When Jesus hung upon the tree | | | | | | | |
d558 | When lightnings flash and thunders roar | | | | | | | |
d559 | When man grows bold in sin | | | | | | | |
d560 | When many a tempest blew | | | | | | | |
d561 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d562 | When passing through the watery deep | | | | | | | |
d563 | When rocks and when shallows beset us | | | | | | | |
d564 | When sailing on this troubled sea | | | | | | | |
d565 | When storm and tempest loudly howl | | | | | | | |
d566 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
d567 | When tempests howl and billows rise | | | | | | | |
d568 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
d569 | When waves on waves to heaven upreared | | | | | | | |
d570 | When we close our eyes in death | | | | | | | |
d571 | Whene'er to call the Savior mine | | | | | | | |
d572 | Where Satan reigned in shades of night | | | | | | | |
d573 | Where shall I find the happiness | | | | | | | |
d574 | Where shall the sea worn sinner rest | | | | | | | |
d575 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d576 | Where'er the Lord shall build my house | | | | | | | |
d577 | Wherever two or three are met in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d578 | While all our hearts, and all our songs | | | | | | | |
d579 | While o'er our guilty land, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d580 | While on the swelling sea of life | | | | | | | |
d581 | While shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
d582 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d583 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d584 | While to the grave our friends are borne | | | | | | | |
d585 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d586 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d587 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d588 | Who can describe the pain | | | | | | | |
d589 | Who were the highly honored three | | | | | | | |
d590 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d591 | Why should the Christian waste in sighs | | | | | | | |
d592 | Why should the dread of sinful man | | | | | | | |
d593 | Will this night be never o'er | | | | | | | |
d594 | With heavenly weapons I have fought | | | | | | | |
d595 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
d596 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
d597 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
d598 | World adieu thou real [cruel] cheat | | | | | | | |
d599 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
d600 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |