| Safe in the arms of Jesus,
[540] |
| Sanctify, O Lord, my spirit,
[405] |
| Saviour, like a shepherd lead us,
[310] |
| Saviour, thy dying love,
[147] |
| Scatter seeds of kindness,
[317] |
| Scots wha hae wi wallace bled,
[335],
[352] |
| See gentle patience smile on pain,
[104] |
| Send thy Spirit, I beseech thee,
[406] |
| Servant of God, well done,
[498] |
| Shepherd of tender youth,
[293]–[296] |
| Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive,
[44] |
| Shrinking from the cold hand of death,
[520] |
| Since Jesus truly did appear,
[503] |
| Sister, thou wast mild and lovely,
[498] |
| So fades the lovely, blooming flower,
[104],
[198],
[498] |
| Softly fades the twilight ray,
[484] |
| Softly now the light of day,
[483] |
| Soon may the last glad song arise,
[173] |
| Sound the loud timbrel,
[326],
[327] |
| Speak, O speak, thou gentle Jesus,
[386] |
| Speed away, speed away,
[184] |
| Spirit of grace and love divine,
[403] |
| Stand! the ground's your own,
[335] |
| Star-spangled banner,
[49],
[333]–[335] |
| Still, still with thee,
[481] |
| Sun of my soul, my saviour dear,
[159] |
| Sunset and evening star,
[535] |
| Sur nos chemins les rameaux,
[470] |
| Sweet hour of prayer,
[432] |
| Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
[488] |
| Sweet is the light of sabbath eve,
[488] |
| Sweet is work, my God, my king,
[37] |
| Sweet is the work, O Lord,
[168] |
| Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
[127] |
| Take me as I am, O saviour,
[384] |
| Te Deum laudamus,
[1] |
| Tell me not in mournful numbers,
[248] |
| Tell me the old, old story,
[427] |
The banner of Immanuel,
[188],
[189]629 / 563
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| The bird let loose in eastern skies,
[244] |
| The breaking waves dashed high,
[323] |
| The chariot! the chariot!
[278] |
| The day is past and gone,
[275] |
| The day of resurrection,
[54],
[55] |
| The Eden of love,
[272] |
| The glory is coming, God said it,
[400] |
| The God of Abraham praise,
[18] |
| The God of harvest praise,
[481] |
| The harp that once thro Tara's hall,
[326],
[328] |
| The heights of fair Salem ascended,
[403] |
| The Lord descended from above,
[15] |
| The Lord into his garden comes,
[277] |
| The Lord is risen indeed,
[475] |
| The Lord our God
is clothed with might,
[366] |
| The morning light is breaking,
[179],
[180] |
| The ocean hath no danger,
[371] |
| The prize is set before us,
[449] |
| The sands of time are sinking,
[78] |
| The turf shall be my fragrant shrine,
[244] |
| The world is very evil,
[510] |
| There are lonely hearts to cherish,
[312] |
| There is a calm for those who weep,
[499],
[521] |
| There is a green hill far away,
[414] |
| There is a happy land,
[304] |
| There's a land that is
fairer than day,
[532] |
| There's a wideness in God's mercy,
[233],
[234] |
| There were ninety and nine,
[422] |
| They that dwell upon the deep,
[353] |
| Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love,
[488] |
| Thou art, O God, the life and light,
[244] |
| Thou dear redeemer, dying lamb,
[124] |
| Thou lovely source of true delight,
[198] |
| Throw out the life-line,
[374]–[377] |
| 'Tis finished! so the saviour cried,
[24] |
| 'Tis religion that can give,
[303] |
| To Christ the Lord let every tongue,
[25] |
| To God the father, God the son,
[14] |
| To leave my dear friends,
and from neighbors,
[146] |
| To the work, to the work!
[438] |
| Too late! too late!
[259] |
| Triumphant Zion, lift thy head,
[510] |
| Watchman, tell us of the night,
[170] |
| We are on our journey home,
[417] |
| Welcome, delightful morn,
[488] |
| We plow the fields and scatter,
[478] |
| We praise thee, O God, for the son,
[416] |
| We sat down and wept by the waters,
[241] |
| We shall meet beyond the river,
[528] |
| We speak of the land of the blest,
[307] |
| Westward the course of empire,
[324] |
| What a friend we have in Jesus,
[425] |
| What shall a dying sinner do,
[43] |
| What shall the harvest be,
[434] |
| What various hindrances we meet,
[131] |
| When all thy mercies, O my God,
[113] |
| When for eternal worlds I steer,
[286] |
| When he cometh, when he cometh,
[314] |
| When I can read my title clear,
[43],
[514] |
| When gathering clouds around I view,
[212] |
| When Israel of the Lord beloved,
[240] |
| When I survey the wondrous cross,
[42],
[109] |
| When languor and disease invade,
[137] |
| When marshalled on the nightly plain,
[364] |
| When my final farewell to the world,
[441],
[442] |
| When our heads are bowed with woe,
[278] |
| When peace like a river,
[440] |
| When shall we all meet again,
[265],
[266] |
| When two or three with sweet accord,
[24] |
| Where is my wandering boy to-night?
[446] |
| Where now are the hebrew children?,
[270] |
| While Jesus whispers to you,
[418] |
| While shepherds watched their flocks,
[465] |
| While thee I seek, protecting power,
[125],
[207] |
| While with ceaseless course the sun,
[493] |
| Why should we start and fear to die,
[512] |
| Wide, ye heavenly gates unfold,
[168] |
| With joy we hail the sacred day,
[168] |
| With songs and honors sounding loud,
[479] |
| With tearful eyes I look around,
[214] |
| Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
[59],
[60] |
| Ye christian heralds, go proclaim,
[171],
[172] |
| Ye christian heroes, wake to glory,
[174] |
| Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell,
[519] |
| Ye servants of God,
your master proclaim,
[204] |
| Yes, my native land, I love thee,
[180] |
| Yes, the redeemer rose,
[476] |
| Your harps; ye trembling saints,
[517] |