| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d401 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
| d402 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
| d403 | There came a little Child to earth, Long ago | | | | | | | |
| d404 | There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe | | | | | | | |
| d405 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d406 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
| d407 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
| d408 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
| d409 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d410 | There is within this heart of mine | | | | | | | |
| d411 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
| d412 | There's a place where my soul ever feels a repose | | | | | | | |
| d413 | Thine forever, God of love | | | | | | | |
| d414 | This day the light of heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
| d415 | This is the day of light | | | | | | | |
| d416 | This is the glorious day | | | | | | | |
| d417 | Thou Maker of our mortal frame | | | | | | | |
| d418 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
| d419 | Though now the nations sit beneath | | | | | | | |
| d420 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
| d421 | 'Tis Jesus loves the little ones | | | | | | | |
| d422 | To thee, my God and Savior | | | | | | | |
| d423 | To thee, O Comforter divine | | | | | | | |
| d424 | Up in heaven, up in heaven, in the bright place far away | | | | | | | |
| d425 | Waken, Christian children | | | | | | | |
| d426 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
| d427 | We come in the might of the Lord of light | | | | | | | |
| d428 | We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring | | | | | | | |
| d429 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
| d430 | We love the good old Bible | | | | | | | |
| d431 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
| d432 | We praise and bless thee, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
| d433 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |
| d434 | We thank thee, heavenly Father | | | | | | | |
| d435 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
| d436 | We will carol joyfully on this [holy] festal day | | | | | | | |
| d437 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
| d438 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d439 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
| d440 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
| d441 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
| d442 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
| d443 | When sickness, pain, and death | | | | | | | |
| d444 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
| d445 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
| d446 | Widely mid the slumbering nations | | | | | | | |
| d447 | With hearts in love abounding, Prepare | | | | | | | |
| d448 | With joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
| d449 | Ye children whom a father's care | | | | | | | |
| d450 | Yes, for me, for me He careth | | | | | | | |
| d451 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
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