# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1101 | Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
1102 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
1103 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
1104 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
1105 | As Jesus died, and rose again | | | | | | | |
1106 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
1107 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
1108 | Eternity is just at hand! | | | | | | | |
1109 | Shall man, O God of light and life | | | | | | | |
1110 | When God is nigh, my faith is strong | | | | | | | |
1111 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
1112 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
1113 | Oh! for the death of those | | | | | | | |
1114 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
1115 | Lo! on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
1116 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
1117 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
1118 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
1119 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
1120 | My feet are weary with the march | | | | | | | |
1121 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
1122 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
1123 | Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
1124 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
1125 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | | | | | | | |
1126 | Jerusalem! my glorious home! | | | | | | | |
1127 | Fair vision! how thy distant gleam | | | | | | | |
1128 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
1129 | Lord, thou wilt bring the joyful day! | | | | | | | |
1130 | Still one in life and one in death | | | | | | | |
1131 | Lo! round the throne, a glorious band | | | | | | | |
1132 | Hark! how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
1133 | As, when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
1134 | "Forever with the Lord" | | | | | | | |
1135 | Our glorious home above | | | | | | | |
1136 | Oh! sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
1137 | There is no night in heaven | | | | | | | |
1138 | Hark! hark the voice of praise | | | | | | | |
1139 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
1140 | There is a blessed home | | | | | | | |
1141 | Oh, think of a home over there | | | | | | | |
1142 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
1143 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
1144 | I am waiting by the river | | | | | | | |
1145 | Hark! the sound of holy voices | | | | | | | |
1146 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
1147 | Wayfarers in the wilderness | | | | | | | |
1148 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
1149 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
1150 | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | | | |
1151 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
1152 | No shadows yonder! All light and song! | | | | | | | |
1153 | What to me are earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
1154 | Oh, how sweet when we mingle with kindred spirits here | | | | | | | |
1155 | Who, who are these beside the chilly wave | | | | | | | |
1156 | Once more, my soul! the rising day | | | | | | | |
1157 | Lord of my life, oh, may thy praise | | | | | | | |
1158 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
1159 | Hail, tranquil hour of closing day! | | | | | | | |
1160 | Again, from calm and sweet repose | | | | | | | |
1161 | Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
1162 | The busy scenes of day are fled | | | | | | | |
1163 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
1164 | Forth in thy Name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
1165 | Son of my soul, thou Savior dear! | | | | | | | |
1166 | Great God! to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
1167 | O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace | | | | | | | |
1168 | Come at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
1169 | See how the morning sun | | | | | | | |
1170 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
1171 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
1172 | Peace be to this habitation! | | | | | | | |
1173 | On the dewy breath of even | | | | | | | |
1174 | To thee this temple we devote | | | | | | | |
1175 | Oh, thou, whose own vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
1176 | God of the universe! to thee | | | | | | | |
1177 | Oh, bow thine ear, Eternal One! | | | | | | | |
1178 | An early temple here we raise | | | | | | | |
1179 | And will the great Eternal God | | | | | | | |
1180 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
1181 | How can we see the children, Lord | | | | | | | |
1182 | Great God, we would to thee make known | | | | | | | |
1183 | Great God! with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
1184 | Our children thou dost claim | | | | | | | |
1185 | Thou God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
1186 | 'Tis thine alone, almighty Name! | | | | | | | |
1187 | Intemperance, like a raging flood | | | | | | | |
1188 | Help us to feel for drunken man | | | | | | | |
1189 | Bondage and death the cup contains | | | | | | | |
1190 | Great God, whose hand outpours the rills | | | | | | | |
1191 | We praise thee, Lord, if but one soul | | | | | | | |
1192 | Unfurl the Temp'rance Banner | | | | | | | |
1193 | From brightest crystal fountain | | | | | | | |
1194 | The tempest beat against my bark | | | | | | | |
1195 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
1196 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
1197 | Rocked in the cradle of the deep | | | | | | | |
1198 | While o'er the deep thy servants sail | | | | | | | |
1199 | Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes | | | | | | | |
1200 | Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes | | | | | | | |