To our tremendous Lord
To save his wandring soul from sin
To save my helpless soul from sin
To save the lost He came
To save the lost thing, From heaven He came
To save the rich from hell
To simple souls alone
To sin, the world, and Satan sold
To succour man whate’er is done
To teach the wretched man
To that sacramental feast
To the broad frequented ways
To the chastening God I pray
To the dust my spirit cleaves
To the fountain of Thy blood
To the glory of the Lord
To the haven of Thy breast
To the hedges and highways
To the hills I lift mine eyes
To the Lord in deep distress
To the multitude enraged
To the saints of Thine election
To the temple of the Lord
To the world and Satan sold
To Thee I now draw near
To Thee, great Friend of helpless man
To Thee, great God of love I bow
To Thee, my Lord, my Rock, I cry
To Thee, O Lord, my soul I raise
To Thee, the true eternal Light
To think more highly than you ought
To Thy poor unfaithful creature
To traverse hills and dales is vain
To us a Child of royal birth
To what am I reserved! Great God
To whom but God shall we complain
To whom but Jesus shall we run
To whom but Thee, Thou bleeding Lamb
To whom for refuge shall we run
To whom for refuge should we fly
To whom in peril and distress
To whom should I fly for relief
To whom should I for succour fly
To whom should I in grief complain
To whom should Thy disciples go
To whom with my complaints should I
To You, dear Doctor, I appeal
To Zion’s sacred top
To’ elude His wonders and suppress
To’ elude the force of truth severe
To’ escape Thy persecuting foes
To-day, while it is call’d today
Tongues at first were multiplied
Too strong for this weak soul of mine
Too strong I was to conquer sin
Too well that Amalek I know
Tophet its mouth hath opened wide
Tossed too long by every wind
Touch’d by Thine efficacious grace
Touch’d from above with sacred woe
Transported by prophetic zeal
Transporting word for all that hear!
Traveling through the vale of woe
Traveller, see thy gracious day
Treaty of peace ‘twixt God and man
Tremble thou careless minister
Tremble thou hypocrite profane
Tremble who slight the word ye hear
Tremble whoe’er thou art
Tremble ye that preach the word
Tremble, ye families profane
Tremble, ye fond of human praise
Tremendous change! the Reverend Guide
Tremendous doom, when God the just
Tremendous God of Israel, hear
Tremendous God, severely just
Tremendous God, thy hand we see!
Tremendous God, Thy work we see
Tremendous God, with humble fear, prostrate before Thy awful throne
Tremendous Lord of earth, and skies
Tremendous Lord, Thy voice we hear
Tremendous love to all mankind
Tremendous oracle Divine
Tremendous words! they all contain
Tried is every faithful man
Triumph, happy soul, to whom
Triumphant soul, the hour is come
Triune God of pardoning love
Triune God, the New-Creator
Troops of priests and doctors proud
Troops of violent sins and lusts
Trouble and sin are hard at hand
Troubled at heart and grieved within
Troubled by the’ Almighty I
Troubles and sins, a countless crowd
True and faithful is Thou art
True and faithful Witness, thee
True and faithful Witness, thou
True faith with unremitting strife
True followers of their Lord
True is the oracle Divine
True is the patriotic word
True Israelites we now believe
True Light of mankind
True Light of the whole world, appear
True love holds on its even way
True love will readily give place
True ministers of gospel-grace
True Witness of the Father’s love
True, absolute Divinity
Truly baptiz’d into the Name
Trusting his own weak heart
Trusting in His faithful word
Trusting in our Lord alone
Trusting in the strength divine
Truth divine must not be hid
Truth never shuns the light
Truth of the legal sacrament
Truth of the Paschal sacrifice, both passovers
Truth of the paschal sacrifice, Jesu, regard
Truth will not be suppressed
Truth, not ourselves, to justify
Try me then, and try me still
Try me, O Lord, and search my Heart
Try us, O God, and search the ground
Tum again, ye faithless race
Tum us again, our Saviour God
Turn again, my children turn
Turn again, thou trembling Reed
Turn then to Him ye heathens turn
Turn then, Thou good Physician, turn
Turn’d by Thy Son’s victorious blood
Turn, into flesh the stony turn
Turn, Thou Friend of sinners, turn
Turning with contrite hearts to God
Twas here repos’d for months He lay
Twas not the way of Pagan Rome
Twas thus in nature’s sleep I lay
Twas thus, not yet awaken’d, dead
Twelve at first must testify
Twelve inspir’d Apostles new
Twixt God and His own Spirit we
Two and two, not one and one
Two are better far than one, for counsel
Two are better far than one, Jesus sent them forth
Two or three in Jesus’ name
Two shadows of one substance see
Type of Christ, the servant gains
Unauthorised by right Divine
Unawed by man’s authority
Unchangeable Almighty Lord, our souls
Unchangeable, almighty Lord, the promise
Unchangeable, almighty Lord, the true
Unclean, of life and heart unclean
Under the yoke, O God, to thee
Unhappy Charles, mistaken and misled
Unholy, of an holy God
United to our Head
Unless a constant watch I keep
Unless the Most High For Israel had stood
Unless Thy Spirit Thy truth reveal
Unless we faith receive
Unlike my God I cannot rest
Unmoved by human hope or fear
Unmoved the pillars stand
Unprofitable all and vain
Unsavoury all our offerings are
Unspeakably blessed
Unstable, Lord, by nature I
Unwearied let us still request
Unworthy of the ministry
Upright both in heart and will
Urg’d by the world and Satan I
Urged by his old infernal lord
Urged by the hostile world, unless
Urged, surrounded with temptations
Us in their hands the angels bear
Us who climb Thy holy hill
Us, when our Lord the victory gives
Usurpers of the Christian name
Vain man, of mortal parents born
Vain man, who dost dispute the need
Vain of your gifts and boasted grace
Vain, delusive world, adieu
Vainest man affects applause
Vanish then this old creation
Vanquish’d by injurious ill
Vanquish’d by the word divine
Vengeance doth to God belong
Very man, and very God
Victim Divine, Thy grace we claim
Victim of an angry God
Vile and wretched as the worst
Viler than Manasses I
Vilest of the sinful race
Virtue by few embraced
Virtue Divine, balsamic Word
Voice of all the prophets old
Void of Christ, the real Light
Voters of Middlesex, forbear