# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
300 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
301 | O when shall we sweetly remove | | | | | | | |
302 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
303 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
304 | Jesus, plant and root in me | | | | | | | |
305 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
306 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | | | |
307 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
308 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
309 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
310 | There is a city, fair and bright | | | | | | | |
311 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
312 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
313 | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
314 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
315 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
316 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
317 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
318 | How often I am weary | | | | | | | |
319 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
320 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
321 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
322 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
323 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
324 | There, low before his glorious throne | | | | | | | |
325 | Weary wanderer o'er the main | | | | | | | |
326 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
327 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
328 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
329 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
330 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
331 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
332 | A crown of glory bright | | | | | | | |
333 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
334 | Meet again when time [life] is o'er | | | | | | | |
335 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
336 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
337 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
338 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
339 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
340 | Much in sorrow, oft in woe | | | | | | | |
341 | A radiant shore of light and love | | | | | | | |
342 | Ah this heart is void and chill | | | | | | | |
343 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
344 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
345 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
346 | O how my spirit longs for thee | | | | | | | |
347 | Shall we sing in heaven forever | | | | | | | |
348 | We have no home but heaven, A pilgrim's garb | | | | | | | |
349 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
350 | Ye soldiers of the cross, rise, and put your | | | | | | | |
351 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
352 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
353 | Come brethren, don't grow weary | | | | | | | |
354 | Softly on the breath of evening | | | | | | | |
355 | I've read of a world of beauty | | | | | | | |
356 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
357 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
358 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
359 | What vessel are you sailing in | | | | | | | |
360 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
361 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
362 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
363 | Come unto Jesus, ye that mourn | | | | | | | |
364 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
365 | We are going, we are going To a home beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
366 | And may I still get there | | | | | | | |
367 | Death shall not destroy my comfort [comforts], Christ shall guide me through the gloom | | | | | | | |
368 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
369 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
370 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
371 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
372 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
373 | When we pass through yonder river | | | | | | | |
374 | I will love thee, all my treasure | | | | | | | |
375 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
376 | Dear comrade pilgrims [soldiers] of the cross | | | | | | | |
377 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
378 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
379 | Why that look of sadness | | | | | | | |
380 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
381 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
382 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
383 | When safe in your dwelling so cheerful and warm | | | | | | | |
384 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
385 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
386 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
387 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
388 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord] | | | | | | | |
389 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
390 | We are pilgrims on the earth, Journeying onward | | | | | | | |
391 | There's a beautiful land on high | | | | | | | |
392 | Through a strange country | | | | | | | |
393 | The pearly gates are open wide, I see the bright array | | | | | | | |
394 | We are joyously voyaging | | | | | | | |
395 | Jesus I long for thee | | | | | | | |
396 | When shall I see the day | | | | | | | |
397 | Earth's stormy night will soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
398 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
399 | Center of [all] our hopes thou art | | | | | | | |