| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d101 | Some of these days the [all] skies will be brighter | | | | | | | |
| d102 | Some sweet day when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
| d103 | Sometimes when hearts are weary | | | | | | | |
| d104 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
| d105 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
| d106 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
| d107 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
| d108 | The bountiful Father, the Giver of all | | | | | | | |
| d109 | The bread that giveth [bringeth] strength I want to give | | | | | | | |
| d110 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
| d111 | The Lord is my Light, is my light and my Salvation | | | | | | | |
| d112 | The loving Savior calls you home | | | | | | | |
| d113 | The road to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
| d114 | The shadows of evening will fall | | | | | | | |
| d115 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
| d116 | There are lands so [now] full of darkness | | | | | | | |
| d117 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
| d118 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d119 | There is a land beyond the sky, a sunny land of perfect day | | | | | | | |
| d120 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
| d121 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
| d122 | There is joy in doing good | | | | | | | |
| d123 | There's a dark and a troubled side of life | | | | | | | |
| d124 | There's a land of light and love far away | | | | | | | |
| d125 | There's a promise from the Lord, hallelujah | | | | | | | |
| d126 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
| d127 | Thou art with me all the weary way | | | | | | | |
| d128 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
| d129 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
| d130 | 'Tis now in part I know his grace | | | | | | | |
| d131 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
| d132 | Upon the cross my Savior died, upon the cross was crucified | | | | | | | |
| d133 | Was it in vain that Jesus came | | | | | | | |
| d134 | We are little reapers, toiling | | | | | | | |
| d135 | We come today from our happy homes | | | | | | | |
| d136 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d137 | What a companion is Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d138 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d139 | What kind of seed are we sowing | | | | | | | |
| d140 | What though our parents have left us today | | | | | | | |
| d141 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
| d142 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
| d143 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
| d144 | When Jesus comes to reign for aye | | | | | | | |
| d145 | When my final farewell to the world I have said | | | | | | | |
| d146 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
| d147 | When our work on earth is ended, and our trials | | | | | | | |
| d148 | When the cross is hard to bear | | | | | | | |
| d149 | When the world my heart is rending | | | | | | | |
| d150 | When thorns across my way I see | | | | | | | |
| d151 | When to the earth I am bidding adieu | | | | | | | |
| d152 | When we think of earth's trials and cares | | | | | | | |
| d153 | When we tread the dark shades of the vale | | | | | | | |
| d154 | While fighting for my [the] Savior here | | | | | | | |
| d155 | Won't you come and seek salvation | | | | | | | |
| d156 | Work for the master with pleasure | | | | | | | |
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