# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | An army is coming, their footsteps we hear | | | | | | | |
d2 | Any sacrifice for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d3 | Are you looking for an answer | | | | | | | |
d4 | Are you staying, safely staying | | | | | | | |
d5 | Are you trusting in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d6 | At the feast of Belshazzar | | | | | | | |
d7 | Be of good courage, O soldiers | | | | | | | |
d8 | Beautiful Savior, King of creation | | | | | | | |
d9 | Bless me indeed, my savior | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blessed Lord, thy invitation | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blessed Savior, in thy praise | | | | | | | |
d12 | Bright Eden land | | | | | | | |
d13 | Child of sorrow, child of care | | | | | | | |
d14 | Children join the chorus | | | | | | | |
d15 | Church of God, whose conquering banners | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, let us sing to the Savior above | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, O come with thy broken heart | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come with a message from Jesus | | | | | | | |
d19 | Down through the centuries | | | | | | | |
d20 | Drifting away, drifting away, Soon this bright | | | | | | | |
d21 | Enthroned on high, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d22 | Eternity is drawing near | | | | | | | |
d23 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d24 | Far beyond life's rolling ocean | | | | | | | |
d25 | Fear not the pathless [trackless] wilderness | | | | | | | |
d26 | Float on, my bark, o'er the ocean | | | | | | | |
d27 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d28 | Gathered home from the ills of life | | | | | | | |
d29 | Hark, I hear a shout along the line | | | | | | | |
d30 | Hear the voice of Jesus calling, who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hearken to the message, sent from heaven above | | | | | | | |
d32 | Heaven is not far away, when Jesus is near | | | | | | | |
d33 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d34 | How good thou art, my Savior dear | | | | | | | |
d35 | How tenderly Jesus loves us | | | | | | | |
d36 | I sing of his love who came from the skies | | | | | | | |
d37 | I think I should mourn | | | | | | | |
d38 | I will be glad and rejoice in thy love | | | | | | | |
d39 | I will try to be a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d40 | I'll go, for the Master is calling | | | | | | | |
d41 | I'll sing away my sorrow | | | | | | | |
d42 | I'll tarry not in all the plain | | | | | | | |
d43 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d44 | Into a [the] tent where a gypsy boy lay | | | | | | | |
d45 | Is thy heart defiled within | | | | | | | |
d46 | Is your house well founded | | | | | | | |
d47 | Jesus ever careth | | | | | | | |
d48 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d49 | Jesus, my Savior, let me hear thy gentle voice | | | | | | | |
d50 | Jesus my Savior, look thou on me | | | | | | | |
d51 | Journeying on to Canaan | | | | | | | |
d52 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d53 | Let me cling to thee, O Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d54 | Life has much of sun and shadow | | | | | | | |
d55 | List to the music over the earth | | | | | | | |
d56 | Little children, how he blessed them | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lord, we would draw near to thee | | | | | | | |
d58 | Marching on to Zion | | | | | | | |
d59 | Messengers call thee, brother today | | | | | | | |
d60 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d61 | My mortal eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
d62 | My Savior, the Son of thy Father on high | | | | | | | |
d63 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d64 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d65 | O bring ye the lilies for his crowning | | | | | | | |
d66 | O Father, hear us while we sing | | | | | | | |
d67 | O have you not heard of a [that] beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d68 | O list to the call | | | | | | | |
d69 | O to be something, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d70 | O what a wondrous meaning | | | | | | | |
d71 | Only a word for the Master, lovingly | | | | | | | |
d72 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d73 | Others, Lord, have come confessing | | | | | | | |
d74 | Precious Savior thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d75 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d76 | Roses, red roses are blooming so fair | | | | | | | |
d77 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d78 | Sing to the Lord a joyful song, lift up your hearts | | | | | | | |
d79 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d80 | Softly, sweetly let us sing | | | | | | | |
d81 | Softly the bells on the Sabbath air | | | | | | | |
d82 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d83 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d84 | Spurn me not, O loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d85 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d86 | Step by step we near his heavenly kingdom | | | | | | | |
d87 | The book of the new year is opened | | | | | | | |
d88 | The days how they glide | | | | | | | |
d89 | The half has never been told | | | | | | | |
d90 | The joy bells of heaven are ringing | | | | | | | |
d91 | The tidal wave is coming salvation full and free | | | | | | | |
d92 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d93 | There is a land, a sunny land | | | | | | | |
d94 | There's a beautiful place for you and for me | | | | | | | |
d95 | There's a fountain, a clear flowing fountain | | | | | | | |
d96 | There's a haven of rest in that land | | | | | | | |
d97 | There's a home far away | | | | | | | |
d98 | There's a land far above in the glory of love | | | | | | | |
d99 | Traveling through this world of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d100 | Triumphant praise to God belongs | | | | | | | |