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d301 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d302 | One awful word which Jesus spoke | | | | | | | |
d303 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d304 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d305 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d306 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d307 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d308 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d309 | Poor Esau repented too late | | | | | | | |
d310 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d311 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d312 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d313 | Prepare me gracious God to stand before thy face | | | | | | | |
d314 | Prisoner [Prisoners] of sin and Satan too | | | | | | | |
d315 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d316 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d317 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d318 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
d319 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
d320 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d321 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d322 | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
d323 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d324 | Salvation through our dying God | | | | | | | |
d325 | Saved by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
d326 | Savior of men and Lord of love | | | | | | | |
d327 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d328 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d329 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
d330 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
d331 | Say, who is she, that looks abroad | | | | | | | |
d332 | Seek, my soul, the narrow gate | | | | | | | |
d333 | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
d334 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d335 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
d336 | Since, Lord, thy mighty grace did call | | | | | | | |
d337 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d338 | Sinner, is thy heart at rest | | | | | | | |
d339 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
d340 | Sinner [sinners], hear the [thy] Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d341 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d342 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d343 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d344 | Sinners, away from Sinai fly | | | | | | | |
d345 | Sinners, behold that [the] downward road [path] | | | | | | | |
d346 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
d347 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d348 | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
d349 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d350 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d351 | Still out of the deepest abyss | | | | | | | |
d352 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d353 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d354 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d355 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d356 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d357 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d358 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
d359 | Tell me, Savior, from above | | | | | | | |
d360 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d361 | That man no guard [guards] or [nor] weapon [weapons] needs | | | | | | | |
d362 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d363 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d364 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
d365 | The Lord declares his will | | | | | | | |
d366 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d367 | The mighty God will not despise | | | | | | | |
d368 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d369 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d370 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d371 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
d372 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d373 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d374 | There is a Heaven above the skies | | | | | | | |
d375 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d376 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d377 | There is no path to heavenly bliss | | | | | | | |
d378 | These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shine | | | | | | | |
d379 | This day my soul has [hath] caught on [new] fire | | | | | | | |
d380 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
d381 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
d382 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
d383 | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
d384 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d385 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
d386 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d387 | Thus saith the first, the [and] great command | | | | | | | |
d388 | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
d389 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
d390 | Time, what an empty [fleeting] vapor 'tis | | | | | | | |
d391 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d392 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d393 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d394 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d395 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
d396 | To God, the universal King, let all mankind their tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d397 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d398 | To the cross where Jesus dies | | | | | | | |
d399 | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
d400 | Unite my roving [rising] thoughts unite | | | | | | | |