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417 | Friend of the home, as when in Galilee | | | | | | | |
418 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
419 | This child we dedicate to thee | | | | | | | |
420 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
421 | Buried in baptism with our Lord | | | | | | | |
422 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
423 | Around thy grave, Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
424 | Baptized into our [your] Savior's death | | | | | | | |
425 | Dear Master, in thy way Our willing feet shall tread | | | | | | | |
426 | We bless the name of Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
427 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove [Guest] divine, On these baptismal waters shine | | | | | | | |
428 | Let all mortal flesh keep silence | | | | | | | |
429 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
430 | My God, and is thy table spread | | | | | | | |
431 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
432 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
433 | In remembrance of thee do we gather today | | | | | | | |
434 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
435 | O perfect love, all human thought [thoughts] transcending | | | | | | | |
436 | O happy home where thou art loved the dearest | | | | | | | |
437 | O Lord, may church and home combine | | | | | | | |
439 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
440 | Lord of the living harvest That whitens o'er the plain | | | | | | | |
441 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
442 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
443 | He was not willing that any should perish | | | | | | | |
444 | Far and near the fields are teeming | | | | | | | |
445 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
446 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
447 | Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass | | | | | | | |
448 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
449 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
450 | The battle is the Lord's; The harvest fields are white | | | | | | | |
451 | Lead on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come | | | | | | | |
452 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
453 | O Zion [Sion], haste, thy [your] mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
454 | Redeem the time, for the days are evil | | | | | | | |
455 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
456 | To the millions living o'er the deep, deep sea | | | | | | | |
457 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
458 | Send the gospel of salvation | | | | | | | |
459 | Far, far away, in heathen darkness dwelling | | | | | | | |
460 | To the regions beyond I must go | | | | | | | |
461 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
462 | A hundred thousand souls a day | | | | | | | |
463 | Speed thy servants, Savior, speed them | | | | | | | |
464 | The vision of a dying world | | | | | | | |
465 | Ready to suffer grief or pain | | | | | | | |
466 | Send me forth, O blessed Master | | | | | | | |
467 | So send I you, by grace made strong | | | | | | | |
468 | Saving and serving our watchword shall be | | | | | | | |
469 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
470 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
471 | Along the shores of Galilee | | | | | | | |
472 | O Christ, my Lord and King | | | | | | | |
473 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
474 | Come, labor on; Who dares stand idle | | | | | | | |
475 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
476 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
477 | Nor silver nor gold hath abtained [obtained] my redemption | | | | | | | |
478 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
479 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
480 | Days are filled with sorrow and care, Hearts are lonely and drear | | | | | | | |
481 | Saved by the blood of the crucified one | | | | | | | |
482 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
483 | I am a stranger here, within a foreign land | | | | | | | |
484 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who died on the [a] tree [cross] | | | | | | | |
485 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
487 | I will sing of my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
488 | Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it | | | | | | | |
489 | I have a song I love to sing, since I | | | | | | | |
490 | I can sing now the song Of the blood ransomed | | | | | | | |
491 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
492 | In tenderness he sought me | | | | | | | |
493 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
494 | Saved, saved, saved, my sins are all forgiven | | | | | | | |
495 | All my life long I had panted | | | | | | | |
496 | My faith has found a resting place | | | | | | | |
497 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
498 | I serve a risen Savior | | | | | | | |
499 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
500 | Once far from God and dead in sin, No light my heart could see | | | | | | | |
501 | I was lost in sin when Jesus found me | | | | | | | |
502 | 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give | | | | | | | |
503 | Like the woman at the well | | | | | | | |
504 | I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ | | | | | | | |
505 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
506 | Wonderful love that rescued me Sunk deep in sin | | | | | | | |
507 | I am not skilled to understand | | | | | | | |
508 | I was sinking deep in sin | | | | | | | |
509 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
510 | The cross, the cross, the bloodstained cross | | | | | | | |
511 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
512 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
513 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
514 | I must needs go home by the way of the cross | | | | | | | |
515 | The cross, it standeth fast | | | | | | | |
516 | There flows from Calvary a stream | | | | | | | |
517 | Jesus is victor, his work is complete | | | | | | | |
518 | I heard an old, old story | | | | | | | |