This flesh at the last gasp restores
This happiness he mine
This is our consolation, Lord
This is our rejoicing here
This is that sin of sins
This is the joy my soul desires
This is the word in every age
This moment I Thy truth confess
This night thou shalt deny me thrice
This solemn exhibition
This the fruit of Jesus’ passion
This, this is He that came
This, this is the true God supreme
Thither with our heavenly guide
Tho’ all the precious promises
Tho’ nothing by myself I know
Those sacred hands on sinners laid
Those who seem at first rejected
Those who think He tarries long
Those who will not seek Him now
Those who will not while they may
Those whom most the Saviour loves
Thou art gone up on high
Thou art the Christ of God
Thou art the Door: I knock at thee
Thou art the man-in David’s case
Thou art the man-that lives secure
Thou art the thing, th’ eternal Word
Thou awful God of righteousness
Thou awful GOD, by All unknown
Thou awful GOD, whose Judgments are
Thou awful God, whose righteous ire
Thou Awful GOD, whose Smile or Frown
Thou bidd’st me ask whate’er I will
Thou bidd’st us take away the stone
Thou bidst me ask, and while thy word
Thou call’st my former sins to mind
Thou callest us at our latest hour
Thou canst not Lord subsist alone
Thou canst not want the power
Thou canst not, Lord, a beggar spurn
Thou didst forsake Thy throne above
Thou didst not send thy Son
Thou didst rejoice to’ obey
Thou dost all worldly state decline
Thou dost for Thy disciples care
Thou dost in all Thy people dwell
Thou dost indeed conceal thy face
Thou dost my helpless case behold
Thou dost not say, The seed springs up
Thou dost not, Lord, the rich condemn
Thou dost the forms commend
Thou dost Thy Godhead testify
Thou earnest from above
Thou Friend to Virtue in distress
Thou Giver of songs in the night
Thou God of boundless power and grace
Thou God of Faithful Mercies, hear!
Thou God of glorious majesty
Thou God of harmony and love
Thou God of my salvation
Thou God of truth and love
Thou GOD to whom alone I live
Thou God unknown
Thou God unsearchable, unknown
Thou God who hear’st the prayer, of supplicants distressed
Thou God who hear’st the prayer, presented through Thy Son
Thou God, that answerest by fire
Thou God, that hear’st the prayer
Thou God, that hear’st the whispered prayer
Thou GOD, whose Will to know
Thou goest about in every age
Thou great mysterious God unknown
Thou great Unsearchable, Unknown
Thou great, mysterious Three in One
Thou hast a lovely one indeed
Thou hast brought forth for me
Thou hast chastised Thine own, O God!
Thou hast enlarged Thy church’s bound
Thou hast in me display’d
Thou hast in part forsook
Thou hast into the furnace cast
Thou hast my kind Preserver been
Thou hast on us the grace bestow’d
Thou hast our bonds in sunder broke
Thou hast restrain’d my soul from sin
Thou hast took us by the hand
Thou hast, O God, the work begun
Thou hast, O Lord, Thine Israel bless’d
Thou heavenly love, from whom
Thou Helper of All in Distresss
Thou hidden God, for whom I groan
Thou hidden Source of calm repose
Thou Holy One and Just
Thou in the Gospel hast made known
Thou Judge of quick and dead
Thou know’st what Thou to me hast done
Thou know’st, and Thou, O God, hast shewn
Thou know’st, I know not what to do
Thou know’st, that now I love thee not
Thou laid’st on earth the steadfast base
Thou Lamb that sufferedst on the tree
Thou lately, Lord, in special grace
Thou long-sought God of grace
Thou lovely Lamb, who on the tree
Thou lovely, meek, and gentle Lamb
Thou Man of affliction and love
Thou Man of affliction and woe
Thou man of an unbridled tongue
Thou Man of Griefs, I fain would be
Thou Man of griefs, remember me
Thou most compassionate High-priest, in answer
Thou most compassionate High-priest, Thou helper
Thou must for Thy own sake forgive
Thou my portion art, O Lord!
Thou need’st the kind command repeat
Thou never wilt forget
Thou never-failing Friend
Thou offerest, Lord, to all thy love
Thou Pharisee who, blind and proud
Thou promises! Thyself to’ impart
Thou righteous GOD, whose Plague I bear
Thou Saviour by Thy sacred hands
Thou Saviour dost the wish impart
Thou say’st, the law is good and just
Thou seest my helplessness
Thou seest our faith bestowed by Thee
Thou seest the ground of every heart
Thou seest, Omniscient as Thou art
Thou shalt not suffer her to live
Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God
Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine
Thou sinners’ Advocate with GOD
Thou Son of God, Thou Son of man
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes, mark every wish
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes, our inmost thoughts
Thou Sovereign Good, for whom I groan
Thou still shalt save the poor oppressed
Thou teacher blind, and proud
Thou tell’st me, I thy King will be
Thou tell’st me, O most gracious Lord
Thou that by a touch divine
Thou the great, eternal Lord
Thou to me, O God, hast sent
Thou to whom all hearts are known
Thou universal Saviour come
Thou unsearchable Three
Thou very Paschal Lamb
Thou very present Aid
Thou wast my Guide in infancy
Thou who all our works hast wrought
Thou who art both God and man
Thou who forward art to hear
Thou who from infancy to age
Thou who giv’st the wish to pray
Thou who hast brought my body down
Thou who hast cast me down
Thou who hast suffer’d me so long
Thou who hast undertook our cause
Thou who know’st a father’s heart
Thou who my utmost Saviour art
Thou who once didst shake the place
Thou who so long hast sav’d me here
Thou wilt be merciful, Thou wilt
Thou wilt not crush the poor and weak
Thou wonderest at our unbelief
Thou would’st that I should holy be
Thou wouldst not from the people take
Thou wouldst not have cut off in Life’s Decay
Thou wretched man of sorrow
Thou, even Thou alone
Thou, even Thou, art God alone
Thou, God of love, and truth, and power
Thou, Jesus, of the chosen seed
Thou, Jesus, Thou, my Maker, know’st
Thou, Lord of lords, and King of kings
Thou, Lord, are greatly to be feared
Thou, Lord, art rich in grace to all
Thou, Lord, hast blest my going out
Thou, Lord, on whom I still depend
Thou, Lord, our dwelling-place hast been
Thou, Lord, who didst our faith bestow
Thou, Lord, who hast ravish’d away
Thou, my God, art good and wise
Thou, O Christ, our altar art
Thou, O God, a Spirit art
Thou, O God, art good alone
Thou, O Lord, my Maker art
Thou, only thou My servant art
Thou, whom angel-choirs proclaim
Though crowds may uncommission’d run
Though envy foul its poison shed
Though every sinful act increase
Though God in Christ reveal
Though harshness in His words appears
Though his glorified estate
Though I am condemn’d to die
Though long he seem’d as distant far
Though men Thy yoke disdain
Though now out of Thy presence driven