# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d302 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d303 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d304 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d305 | Our Captain leads us on | | | | | | | |
d306 | Our Father God who art in heaven, all hallowed | | | | | | | |
d307 | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
d308 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d309 | Praise to thee, thou [our] great creator | | | | | | | |
d310 | Praise ye the Lord on every height | | | | | | | |
d311 | Proclaim the lofty praise | | | | | | | |
d312 | Rejected and despised of men | | | | | | | |
d313 | Rest for my soul I long to find | | | | | | | |
d314 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d315 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial [great] Salem [city], rise | | | | | | | |
d316 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d317 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d318 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |
d319 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d320 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
d321 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
d322 | See gentle patience smile on pain | | | | | | | |
d323 | See the gospel church secure | | | | | | | |
d324 | Servant of God, well done, rest | | | | | | | |
d325 | Shepherd, while thy flocks are feeding | | | | | | | |
d326 | Shout for the great Redeemer reigns | | | | | | | |
d327 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d328 | Since first I saw your face | | | | | | | |
d329 | Sing praise, the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
d330 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d331 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d332 | Sleep, my darling, take thy rest | | | | | | | |
d333 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower [flowers] | | | | | | | |
d334 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d335 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
d336 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d337 | Softly roam, gentle night | | | | | | | |
d338 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d339 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d340 | Source of eternal joy [joys] divine | | | | | | | |
d341 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d342 | Spirit, leave thine [thy] [the] house of clay | | | | | | | |
d343 | Spirit of peace, celestial dove | | | | | | | |
d344 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d345 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d346 | Still nigh me, O my Savior, stand | | | | | | | |
d347 | Still on the Lord thy burden roll | | | | | | | |
d348 | Still with thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
d349 | Surely Christ thy grief [griefs] [sins] hath [has] borne | | | | | | | |
d350 | Sweet harp of Judah, shall thy sound | | | | | | | |
d351 | Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve | | | | | | | |
d352 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d353 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d354 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d355 | The comforter has come | | | | | | | |
d356 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
d357 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d358 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, which that alone can fill | | | | | | | |
d359 | The king of glory, Lift ye up the gates | | | | | | | |
d360 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d361 | The Lord Jehovah lives, And blessed be my rock | | | | | | | |
d362 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d363 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d364 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
d365 | The mellow eve is gliding, serenely down the west | | | | | | | |
d366 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d367 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
d368 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
d369 | The sun upsprings and splendor flings | | | | | | | |
d370 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d371 | There is a calm for those who [that] weep | | | | | | | |
d372 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d373 | There is a glorious world on high | | | | | | | |
d374 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d375 | There is a place of sweet repose | | | | | | | |
d376 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
d377 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
d378 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d379 | These are the crowns that we shall wear | | | | | | | |
d380 | This day the Lord has [hath] called his own | | | | | | | |
d381 | This is a blessed day, The Sabbath of our Lord | | | | | | | |
d382 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d383 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
d384 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
d385 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d386 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
d387 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d388 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
d389 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
d390 | Through a world of sorrow, Pilgrims, we roam | | | | | | | |
d391 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d392 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
d393 | Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound | | | | | | | |
d394 | Thy praise, O God, shall tune the lyre | | | | | | | |
d395 | Thy will be done, I will not fear | | | | | | | |
d396 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d397 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
d398 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
d399 | 'Tis his almighty love | | | | | | | |
d400 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |