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Take, my soul, thy full salvation
Tarry with me, O my Savior!
Teach me all thy steps to trace
Teach me some melodious measure
Teach me thy patience; still with thee
Teach me to live, that I may dread
Teach us delight in simple things
Teach us the strength that cannot seek
Teach us to bear the yoke in youth
Teach us to know the Father, Son
Teach us to look in all our ends
Teach us to rule ourselves alway
Teach us what thy love has borne
Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation
Tell out, sweet bells, his praises!
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
Ten thousand times ten thousand
Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled
Thanks we give and adoration
That denying evil lust
That Easter morn, at break of day
That, having all things done
That in thy pure innocence
That last night at supper lying
That life of truth, those deeds of love
That night the apostles met in fear
That so, when our brief time is done
That, through the ages all along
That to sin for ever dead
That we give to sin no place
That we may feed the poor aright
That when, in thy great day
That, when our life of faith is done
That word above all earthly powers
The ancient law departs
The answering hills of Palestine
The balm of life, the cure of woe
The call is thine: be thou the Way
The captive to release
The Church from her dear Master
The Church of thy dear Son
The Church on earth rejoices
The Church's one foundation
The cold wind in the winter
The company of angels
The cross He bore is life and health
The cross is all thy splendour
The cross is on our brow
The cross, it takes our guilt away
The cross that Jesus carried
The cup of water given for thee
The day in whose clear-shining light
The day is gently sinking to a close
The day is gone, its hours have run
The day is past and gone
The day is past and over
The day of resurrection!
The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended
The dead in Christ shall first arise
The dearest idol I have known
The earth, with its store of wonders untold
The faith by which ye see him
The fire divine their steps that led
The First-begotten of the dead
The first Nowell the angel did say
The former and the latter rain
The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest
The God of Abraham praise
The golden evening brightens in the west
The golden sunshine, vernal air
The grave itself a garden is
The head, that once was crowned with thorns
The healing of his seamless dress
"The heavenly Babe you there shall find
The highest place that heaven affords
The holy city shall take up your strain
The joy of all who dwell above
The joys of day are over
The keepers watching near
The King of love my Shepherd is
The King shall come when morning dawns
The Lamb which reigns upon the throne
The Light of Light divine
The light of truth to us display
The Lord is just, a helper tried
The Lord my pasture shall prepare
The Lord, who left the heavens
The martyr first, whose eagle eye
The might of water sinks to rest
The morning light is breaking
The morning shall awaken
The night becomes as day
The old man, meek and mild
The people of the Hebrews
The powers of death have done their worst
The powers ordained by thee
The prophet gave the sign
The purple-headed mountain
The radiant morn hath passed away
The reign of death o'erthrown, he mounts on high
The royal banners forward go
The sacred, sevenfold grace is thine
The saint, who left his comrades
The saints of God! life's voyage o'er
The saints of God! their conflict past
The saints of God their vigil keep
The saints of God! their wanderings done
The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay
The shades of death are pierced, his laws undone
The shadows of the evening hours
The shining choir of angels
The son of Consolation, moved by thy law of love
The son of Consolation!
The Son of God goes forth to war
The sons of Consolation!
The sorrows of thy servants, Lord
The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose
The spacious firmament on high
The spirits that surround thy throne
The stars of heaven still shine as at first
The strife is o'er, the battle done
The sun is sinking fast
The sun is sinking now, and one by one
The sun that bids us rest is waking
The sun that lights the homeland dear
The tall trees in the greenwood
The task thy wisdom hath assigned
The three sad days are quickly sped
The toils of day are over
The trials that beset you
The trivial round, the common task
The tumult and the shouting dies
The voice that breathed o'er Eden
The weary world is mouldering to decay
The while I fain would tread the heavenly way
The whole triumphant host
The witness of the Savior's life
The Word becomes incarnate
The world is very evil
Thee, apostles, prophets, thee
Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish
Thee let old men, thee let young men
Thee may I set at my right hand
Their joy unto their Lord we bring
Then bless his holy Name
Then cleansed be every Christian breast
Then entered in those wise men three
Then, God of truth for whom we long
Then, he sent the Holy Ghost
Then I shall end my sad complaints
Then let us all with one accord
Then let us prove our heavenly birth
Then let us sing the love
Then may we hope, the angelic thrones among
Then on, ye pure in heart!
Then onward we march, our arms to prove
Then praise we God the Father, and praise we God the Son
Then rose from death's dark gloom
Then shall I see, and hear, and know
Then the bright word of hope
Then the end! Thy Church completed
Then, then I feel that he
Then to side with truth is noble
Then to the watchful shepherds it was told
Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Then we may stay the angry blow
Then, when on earth I breathe no more
Then why, O blessèd Jesus Christ
Then with my waking thoughts
Then with saints and angels
Then, within thy fold eternal
Thence the cleansing water flowed
There are sandy wastes that lie
There are soft and flowery glades
There are stony ways to tread
There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o'er
There dwells the Lord, our King
There everlasting spring abides
There for ever and for ever
There God for ever sitteth
There grief is turned to pleasure
There happier bowers than Eden's bloom
There his triumphal chariot waits
There, in one grand acclaim, for ever ring
There is a blessed home
There is a certainty of love
There is a green hill far away
There is a land of peace
There is a land of pure delight
There is a place where Jesus sheds
There is a spot where spirits blend
There is a way for man to rise
There is no place where earth's sorrows
There is One beside the throne
There is the throne of David
There let the way appear
There no cloud nor passing vapour
There no more the powers of hell
There no tumult can alarm thee
There shall our raptured tongue
There the penitents, that turn
There the tears of earth are dried
There their Lord and Savior
There, there, on eagles' wings we soar
There was no other good enough
There, where no troubles distraction can bring
There whilst he hung, his sacred side
There's a crown for little children
There's a Friend for little children
There's a home for little children
There's a rest for little children
There's a song for little children
There's a wideness in God's mercy
There's not a child so weak and small
Therefore in our hymns we pray thee
Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee
Therefore we, before him bending
Therefore we come, thy gentle call obeying
Therefore we, in love adoring
These are they who have contended
These are they whose hearts were riven
These are thy ministers, these dost thou own
These keep the guard amid Salem's dear bowers
These, like priests, have watched and waited
These, these prepare us for the sight
These through fiery trials trod
They climbed the steep ascent of heaven
They lookèd up and saw a star
They marked the footsteps that he trod
They met the tyrant's brandished steel
They shall talk of all thy glory
They stand, those halls of Sion
They suffer with their Lord below
Thine earthly members fit
Thine for ever! God of love
Thine for ever! Lord of life
Thine for ever! O how blest
Thine for ever! Shepherd, keep
Thine for ever! Thou our Guide
Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart
Thine, too, by right, and ours by grace
Think, good Jesus, my salvation
Think that he thy ways beholdeth
Thirst for us in mercy still
Thirsting as for dews of even
This is sweet rest for weary ones brought back
This is the day of light
This is the day of peace
This is the day of prayer
This is the day of rest
This is the first of days
This King is come to save mankind
This star drew nigh to the northwest
Thither, forgetting things behind
Thorns form thy diadem
Those eternal bowers
Those three Sundays before Lent
Those trees for evermore bear fruit
Those whom thy Spirit's dread vocation severs
Those whose bright faith makes feeble hearts grow stronger
Thou alone my trust shalt be
Thou art a port protected
Thou art coming; at thy table
Thou art coming, O my Savior!
Thou art coming, thou art coming
Thou art coming to a King
Thou art coming, we are waiting
Thou art gone up on high
Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord
Thou art the golden mansion
Thou art the King of Israel
Thou art the Life, the rending tomb
Thou art the Truth, thy word alone
Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life
Thou art the Way, to thee alone
Thou bidd'st the north or south wind blow
Thou bruised and broken Bread
Thou by whom the Virgin bore
Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word
Thou, despised, denied, refused
Thou didst accept their praises
Thou didst die that I might live
Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown
Thou didst not spare thine only Son
Thou didst reach forth thy hand and mine enfold
Thou didst seek me when a stranger
Thou didst the humble fisher call
Thou giv'st the Holy Spirit's dower
Thou Good all good containing, Peace divine!
Thou hast bowed the dying head
Thou hast no shore, fair ocean!
Thou hast promised to receive us
Thou hast raised our human nature
Thou hast wrought this fond desire
Thou hidden love of God, whose height
Thou judgest us; thy purity
Thou knowest all the future; gleams of gladness
Thou knowest all the past; how long and blindly
Thou knowest all the present; each temptation
Thou knowest, Lord, for thou hast wept
Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow
Thou knowest, not alone as God, all-knowing
Thou know'st the way to bring me back
Thou Light of uncreated Light
Thou, looking on our race in darkness laid
Thou, Lord, baptized in thine own blood
Thou, of comforters the best
Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo
Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn
Thou say'st, "Take up thy cross
Thou shalt call on him in trouble
"Thou shalt see my glory soon
Thou spread'st a table in my sight
Thou the anointing Spirit art
Thou the shame, the grief, hast known
Thou the sinful woman savedst
Thou the true Physician art
Thou true life-giving Vine
Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might
Thou who art our Captain, ever
Thou, who at thy first Eucharist didst pray
Thou who didst come to bring
Thou, who dost all gifts impart
Thou who hear'st each contrite sigh
Thou who in a manger
Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear
Thou who, leaving crown and throne
Thou who on the cross didst reign
Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
Thou whom Jesus, from his throne
Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Thou, whose almighty word
Thou whose grace the Church doth fill
Thou whose sound apostles heard
Thou wilt my every want supply
Though circled by the hosts on high
Though dark my path, and sad my lot
Though destruction walk around us
Though in the paths of death I tread
Though like the wanderer
Though long the weary way we tread
Though no Father seem to hear
Though the cause of evil prosper
Though with a scornful wonder
Thousands, tens of thousands stand
Three in One, and One in Three
Throned above celestial things
Through all eternity, to thee
Through each perplexing path of life
Through every period of my life
Through him the first fond prayers are said
Through Him, who all our sickness felt
Through the day thy love has spared us
Through the long night watches
Through the night of doubt and sorrow
Thus, as hour by hour rolls by
Thus, in thy service, Lord
Thus, Lord, thy Barnabas in memory keeping
Thus may I rejoice to show
Thus may we all thy word obey
Thus, O thus, an entrance give
Thus outwardly and visibly
Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Thus would I live; yet now
Thy best gifts from on high
Thy blessèd unction from above
Thy Body, broken for my sake
Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
Thy calmness bends serene above
Thy Father's home of light
Thy gardens and thy goodly walks
Thy kingdom come, O God!
Thy kingdom come! on bended knee
Thy life the bond of fellowship
Thy life was given for me
Thy light to every sense impart
Thy love divine hath led us in the past
Thy love Saint Mark hath numbered
Thy love the power of thought bestowed
Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart
Thy peace in life, the balm of every pain
Thy promise is fulfilled, and he
Thy promise is my only plea
Thy saints, in all this glorious war
Thy sevenfold gifts impart
Thy touch has still its ancient power
Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood
Thy way, not mine, O Lord
"Thy will be done!"
Thy will was in the builders' thought
Thy word is true, thy will is just
Tidings, sent to every creature
Till sons of men shall learn thy love
Till then I would thy love proclaim
Time, like an ever-rolling stream
'Tis but a little while
'Tis God's all-animating voice
'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white
'Tis Love! 'Tis Love! Thou diedst for me!
'Tis only in thee hiding
'Tis the Name for adoration
'Tis the Name that whoso preacheth
'Tis the spring of souls today
'Tis thine each soul to calm
'Tis thine to save from peril of perdition
To Bethlehem straight the happy shepherds ran
To cast their crowns before thee
To Christ, the Sun that lightens
To comfort and to bless
To Father, Son, and Spirit
To God the Father, and to God the Son
To God the Father, God the Son
To God, the Father, Son
To God, the Father, Son
To God, the Father, Son
To heal the sick stretch out thine hand
To heaven, the place of His abode
To Him I owe my life and breath
To him shall endless prayer be made
To love divine our lips and hearts inspire
To nations long dark
To the eternal Father
To the Father, and the Son
To the Name of our salvation
To the weary and the worn
To thee before thy Passion
To thee, eternal Three in One
To thee, from whom we all derive
To thee, great One in Three
To thee, O Jesus, Light of Light
To thee our full humanity
To thee our God we fly
To thee our morning song of praise
To thee, the Comforter, we cry
To thee, to thee I press
To them the cross with all its shame
To this temple, where we call thee
To watch, and pray, and never faint
"To you, in David's town, this day
Today on weary nations
"Today shalt thou be with me in Paradise."
Today the Name is thine
Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice!
Toil on! faint not! keep watch, and pray!
Too faint our anthems here
Triumphant Sion, lift thy head
True sunlight of the soul
Truly blessed is the station
Truly Jerusalem name we that shore
'Twas he who found me on the deathly wild
Twilight and evening bell
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