# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Amid the toil and pain of life | | | | | | | |
d2 | Anywhere with Jesus I know | | | | | | | |
d3 | Are you building on the rock of truth | | | | | | | |
d4 | Be not weary in well doing, Labor in the cause of right | | | | | | | |
d5 | Beautiful name of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d6 | Besides the crystal river | | | | | | | |
d7 | Beyond the western hills | | | | | | | |
d8 | Both by day and by night | | | | | | | |
d9 | Child of sorrow, child of care | | | | | | | |
d10 | Cling to Jesus, weary pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come to Jesus in the morning | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, weary sinner, to the cross | | | | | | | |
d13 | Firmly, brethren, firmly stand | | | | | | | |
d14 | Fling out the banner, the banner of the cross | | | | | | | |
d15 | Glory be to God, glory be | | | | | | | |
d16 | Go, thou, and tell the erring | | | | | | | |
d17 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, I hear the Savior saying Let the children come to me | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hark, the voice of countless thousands singing Worthy is the Lamb that was slain | | | | | | | |
d20 | I am drifting down the stream of time | | | | | | | |
d21 | I am going home in the morning | | | | | | | |
d22 | I am longing for home in that land of the blest | | | | | | | |
d23 | I am passing down the valley | | | | | | | |
d24 | I love to think of my home above | | | | | | | |
d25 | I will go to Jesus now For he calls | | | | | | | |
d26 | I would not leave the path | | | | | | | |
d27 | In that beautiful home over there, by and by | | | | | | | |
d28 | In that city over yonder | | | | | | | |
d29 | In the hour when grief assails me | | | | | | | |
d30 | In the shadow of the rock Let me rest while the storms of life | | | | | | | |
d31 | In the swelling of the Jordan | | | | | | | |
d32 | I've heard of a beautiful place | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus, I have need of thee | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus sat by the well | | | | | | | |
d36 | Light after darkness, gain after loss | | | | | | | |
d37 | Live for something be not idle | | | | | | | |
d38 | Meet me in that lovely land | | | | | | | |
d39 | My mortal eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
d40 | My thoughts surround | | | | | | | |
d41 | Nearer the end of life's journey | | | | | | | |
d42 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d43 | O have you not heard of a [that] beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d44 | On a firm foundation let us build our hopes | | | | | | | |
d45 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d46 | One look at the cross on Calvary's brow | | | | | | | |
d47 | Out from life's shadows and gloom | | | | | | | |
d48 | Out in the darkness of midnight | | | | | | | |
d49 | Out on the billows of a boundless | | | | | | | |
d50 | Over the river, the river of time, Lies | | | | | | | |
d51 | Over the valley of Jordan | | | | | | | |
d52 | Savior, Thou art ever near, ever near | | | | | | | |
d53 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
d54 | Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine | | | | | | | |
d55 | Slight him no longer | | | | | | | |
d56 | Someone has gone from this strange world | | | | | | | |
d57 | Soon or late, it may [shall] be | | | | | | | |
d58 | Sowing, sweetly, ever seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d59 | Spread the tidings of salvation | | | | | | | |
d60 | The gospel door is open | | | | | | | |
d61 | The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter | | | | | | | |
d62 | The world is full of stories | | | | | | | |
d63 | There is a home, a peaceful home, A home of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d64 | There is a voice upon the wind | | | | | | | |
d65 | There is joy among the angels, in the blissful courts above | | | | | | | |
d66 | There's a beautiful land in the regions immortal | | | | | | | |
d67 | There's a hand that's writing now | | | | | | | |
d68 | There's a home far away | | | | | | | |
d69 | There's a way my feet should follow | | | | | | | |
d70 | They are coming on the wings of the morning | | | | | | | |
d71 | Though the way at times | | | | | | | |
d72 | Thy life is hid with Christ in God | | | | | | | |
d73 | 'Tis not for the beauty | | | | | | | |
d74 | We are growing up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d75 | We are marching on | | | | | | | |
d76 | We thank thee, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d77 | We'll sing of the glory, the glory of God | | | | | | | |
d78 | We're a faithful pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
d79 | What shall we do for the Master | | | | | | | |
d80 | Whatever your trouble may be | | | | | | | |
d81 | When life's summer time is ended | | | | | | | |
d82 | When my earthly life is ended | | | | | | | |
d83 | When my work is finished | | | | | | | |
d84 | When the clouds of doubt enshroud thee | | | | | | | |
d85 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
d86 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
d87 | Where do the children go | | | | | | | |
d88 | Who would not love the Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d89 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
d90 | With a heavy load of woe, Lord, I come | | | | | | | |
d91 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d92 | You who long in sin have wandered | | | | | | | |