# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
68a | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
68b | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
69 | The Sabbath bells are ringing, ringing, ringing | | | | | | | |
70a | Sweetly sing, sweetly sing praises | | | | | | | |
70b | O Lord, our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain | | | | | | | |
71a | Early rise, early rise | | | | | | | |
71b | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
71c | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
72a | Come, come, sing to the Savior | | | | | | | |
72b | Onward, herald of the gospel | | | | | | | |
73a | Children, do you love each other | | | | | | | |
73b | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
74 | I will be good, dear mother | | | | | | | |
75a | Now come and seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
75b | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
76 | We are joyously voyaging | | | | | | | |
77a | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
77b | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
78 | Whither, pilgrims, are you going | [Whither, pilgrims, are you going] | | | | | | |
79 | O come to the good Shepherd | | | | | | | |
80a | Happy the man, whose cautious feet | | | | | | | |
80b | Worthy, worthy is the Lamb | | | | | | | |
81a | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
81b | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
82a | This life is a battle with Satan and sin | | | | | | | |
82b | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
83 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
84 | Jerusalem, divine abode, the city | | | | | | | |
85a | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
85b | Now I have found a friend | | | | | | | |
85c | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
86 | Joy to the sons of men [man] | | | | | | | |
87a | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
87b | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
88 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
89 | We are all enlisted | | | | | | | |
90 | I am bound for the land of the living | | | | | | | |
91 | The angels are coming for me, mother | | | | | | | |
92a | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
92b | There's nothing sweeter than the thought | | | | | | | |
93 | Angels are hovering round | | | | | | | |
94a | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
94b | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
95 | Who was in the [a] manger laid | | | | | | | |
96a | When the Sabbath bell is ringing | | | | | | | |
96b | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
97a | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
97b | There is a fold where none can stray | | | | | | | |
97c | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
98a | The soul on earth is doomed to pine | | | | | | | |
98b | See, the scriptures are fulfilling | | | | | | | |
99 | When on the Sabbath morn | | | | | | | |
100a | Suppose the [a] little cowslip | | | | | | | |
100b | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
101a | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
101b | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
102 | Shall hymns of grateful love | | | | | | | |
103a | Come to Jesus, erring one | | | | | | | |
103b | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
104a | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
104b | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
105a | The rosy light is dawning | | | | | | | |
105b | The mellow eve is gliding, serenely down the west | | | | | | | |
105c | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
106 | Though the days are dark with trouble | | | | | | | |
107a | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
107b | God of our salvation, Unto thee we pray | | | | | | | |
107c | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
108 | Beyond this life of hope [hopes] and fears | | | | | | | |
109a | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
109b | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
110 | Who came from heaven to ransom me | | | | | | | |
111a | Come, come to Jesus, He waits to pardon [welcome] thee | | | | | | | |
111b | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
111c | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
112 | The children are gathering from near and from far | | | | | | | |
113 | Christians, I am on my journey | | | | | | | |
114 | There's a song the angels sing | | | | | | | |
115 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
116a | Come, little soldiers, join in our band | | | | | | | |
116b | Spread, my soul, thy golden pinions | | | | | | | |
117 | Where Babel's drooping willows stood | | | | | | | |
118a | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
118b | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
119a | Children of old hosanna sang | | | | | | | |
119b | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
119c | When Jesus to the temple came | | | | | | | |
120 | How bright the day, the joyful day | | | | | | | |
121a | I ought to love my mother | | | | | | | |
121b | To thee, my God and [my] Savior, my heart | | | | | | | |
122a | A little ship was on the sea | | | | | | | |
122b | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
123 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
124a | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
124b | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
125 | A song for our banner, the watchword recall | | | | | | | |
126 | Hosannah, Hossannah | | | | | | | |