# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
h37 | When bowed with affliction and woe here below | | | | | | | |
h38 | How long we've been waiting and watching for Thee! | | | | | | | |
h39 | O Lord, bowed down with grief and care | | | | | | | |
h40 | Full oft I've heard this gentle whisper | | | | | | | |
h41 | Hark! I hear a voice that's calling | | | | | | | |
h42 | "There shall be showers of blessing" | | | | | | | |
h43 | I have started for the kingdom | | | | | | | |
h44 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
h45 | I am on my journey home | | | | | | | |
h46 | "Who will carry me over the river" | | | | | | | |
h47 | When that awful day shall come and the Judge appears | | | | | | | |
h48 | On the way from Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
h49 | Go wash at that fountain of cleansing | | | | | | | |
h50 | Thousands lie in sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
h51 | I have been to Jesus who has cleansed my soul | | | | | | | |
h52 | I have heard the sweet story of Jesus tonight | | | | | | | |
h53 | "Lord, bless me and make me a blessing" | | | | | | | |
h54 | See the Saviour as He goes | | | | | | | |
h55 | There'll be light in the valley when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
h56 | The peals of midnight bells | | | | | | | |
h57 | Have you heard what Jesus said to me | | | | | | | |
h58 | "Cling close to the Rock," when the tempest is near | | | | | | | |
h59 | Closer to Thee, O blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
h60 | Shall I be condemned forever | | | | | | | |
h61 | Oh Lamb of God I come to Thee | | | | | | | |
h62 | Chime on, sweet bells, your music to swell | | | | | | | |
h63 | Rally 'round our Banner, friends | | | | | | | |
h64 | One hundred years ago in the Old Log House | | | | | | | |
h65 | Amid the fury of the blast | | | | | | | |
h66 | "Whosoever will," ah, come, come today | | | | | | | |
h67 | What a shout will rise, Through the opening skies | | | | | | | |
h68 | They need no sun in the New Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
h69 | Gone from our vision | | | | | | | |
h70 | A Pharisee came to the Saviour by night | | | | | | | |
h71 | We have often met together in sweet fellowship below | | | | | | | |
h72 | There's a home far away in that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
h73 | There's a great Judgment Day that is coming we know | | | | | | | |
h74 | The homeward path I slowly take | | | | | | | |
h75 | Are you marching on to glory | | | | | | | |
h76 | Don't you hear the harps of glory | | | | | | | |
h77 | We come today with brightest flowers | | | | | | | |
h78 | Oh! God, our father's God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
h79 | Oh, where is now our brother dear? | | | | | | | |
h80 | Gone, but not lost, our brother dear | | | | | | | |
h81 | There's rest beyond the tide | | | | | | | |
h82 | Sweet haven of rest, The home of the blest | | | | | | | |
h83 | "Lord, make room for a little child" | | | | | | | |
h84 | Just waiting the summons to welcome me home | | | | | | | |
h85 | "I am nearing the port," I will soon be at home | | | | | | | |
h86 | Now the song of triumph I will sing | | | | | | | |
h87 | "I am sweeping through the gates" | | | | | | | |
h88 | High let the song of triumph rise | | | | | | | |
h89 | What glory fills my soul tonight | | | | | | | |
h90 | What crowds of angels fill the sky | | | | | | | |
h91 | "What crowds of them! What crowds of them!" | | | | | | | |
h92 | "'Tis sweet to die and be with Jesus" | | | | | | | |
h93 | Live here in this lone vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
h94 | "I'll die a shouting glory, glory" | | | | | | | |
h95 | "Will you meet me at the door?" | | | | | | | |
h96 | The Master calls, is calling me | | | | | | | |
h97 | "I am going to heaven, my home" | | | | | | | |
h98 | Hear them shouting as they land | | | | | | | |
h99 | "Spirit whispers," how they cheer us | | | | | | | |
h100 | I'm alone in the world, I am weary of life | | | | | | | |
h101 | "Hold out to the last for Jesus" | | | | | | | |
h102 | Great God, lift up Thy hand | | | | | | | |
h103 | Lord, bless our temperance band | | | | | | | |
h104 | I am a little orphan boy | | | | | | | |
h105 | The Baptist by the Jordan stood | | | | | | | |
h106 | From Galilee the Saviour came | | | | | | | |
h107 | Encamped on the hills of glory | | | | | | | |
h108 | There is joy among the angels who surround the throne above | | | | | | | |
h109 | "We have met today on the Old Camp Ground" | | | | | | | |