# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Amid the toil and pain of life | | | | | | | |
d2 | Are you building on the rock of truth | | | | | | | |
d3 | Beyond the western hills | | | | | | | |
d4 | Blest assurance ever dear [near] | | | | | | | |
d5 | Child of sorrow, child of care | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come to Jesus in the morning | | | | | | | |
d7 | Firmly, brethren, firmly stand | | | | | | | |
d8 | Hark, the voice of countless thousands singing Worthy is the Lamb that was slain | | | | | | | |
d9 | I am going home in the morning | | | | | | | |
d10 | I am longing for home in that land of the blest | | | | | | | |
d11 | I love to think of my home above | | | | | | | |
d12 | In that city over yonder | | | | | | | |
d13 | In the shadow of the rock Let me rest while the storms of life | | | | | | | |
d14 | In the swelling of the Jordan | | | | | | | |
d15 | I've heard of a beautiful place | | | | | | | |
d16 | Jesus sat by the well | | | | | | | |
d17 | Light after darkness, gain after loss | | | | | | | |
d18 | Live for something be not idle | | | | | | | |
d19 | My mortal eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
d20 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
d21 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d22 | Out from life's shadows and gloom | | | | | | | |
d23 | Over the river, the river of time, Lies | | | | | | | |
d24 | Over the valley of Jordan | | | | | | | |
d25 | Savior, Thou art ever near, ever near | | | | | | | |
d26 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
d27 | Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine | | | | | | | |
d28 | Slight him no longer | | | | | | | |
d29 | Someone has gone from this strange world | | | | | | | |
d30 | Sowing, sweetly, ever seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d31 | There is a home, a peaceful home, A home of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d32 | There is joy among the angels, in the blissful courts above | | | | | | | |
d33 | There's a beautiful land in the regions immortal | | | | | | | |
d34 | There's a way my feet should follow | | | | | | | |
d35 | They are coming on the wings of the morning | | | | | | | |
d36 | Thy life is hid with Christ in God | | | | | | | |
d37 | We are growing up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d38 | We'll sing of the glory, the glory of God | | | | | | | |
d39 | We're a faithful pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
d40 | When life's summer time is ended | | | | | | | |
d41 | When the clouds of doubt enshroud thee | | | | | | | |
d42 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
d43 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
d44 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
d45 | With a heavy load of woe, Lord, I come | | | | | | | |
d46 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d47 | You who long in sin have wandered | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]