# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
S120 | My heart is fixed, eternal God | | | | | | | |
S121 | I have found a friend in Jesus, he's everything to me | | | | | | | |
S122 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
S123 | Once I tho't I walked with Jesus | | | | | | | |
S124 | The Saviour is coming; he calleth for thee | | | | | | | |
S125 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying | | | | | | | |
S126 | Many souls on life's dark ocean | | | | | | | |
S127 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
S128 | Come to the house of prayer | | | | | | | |
S129 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
S130 | I love thy church, O God | | | | | | | |
S131 | A little flock, so calls he thee | | | | | | | |
S132 | Buried with Christ, yes, thus we lie | | | | | | | |
S133 | Saviour, we seek the watery tomb | | | | | | | |
S134 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
S135 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
S136 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
S137 | Meeting in the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
S138 | Many centuries have fled | | | | | | | |
S139 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
S140 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
S141 | When here, O Lord, we seek thy face | | | | | | | |
S142 | O thou whose own vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
S143 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
S144 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
S145 | Death's not the "gate of paradise" | | | | | | | |
S146 | Sweet is the memory of the dead | | | | | | | |
S147 | My faith shall triumph o'er the grave | | | | | | | |
S148 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
S149 | Silently the shades of evening | STOCKWELL | | | | | | |
S150 | Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest | | | | | | | |
S151 | Shall man, O God of light and life | | | | | | | |
S152 | The saints, who now in Jesus sleep | | | | | | | |
S153 | The time draws nigh, when from the clouds | | | | | | | |
S154 | If we enter into glory | | | | | | | |
S155 | Sweetly sing, ye winds, the brightness | | | | | | | |
S156 | Look my brethren see the tokens | | | | | | | |
S157 | When from scatter'd lands afar | | | | | | | |
S158 | Borne on the breeze from distant nations | | | | | | | |
S159 | Watchman, has the tribulation | | | | | | | |
S160 | The Lord, our Saviour, will appear | | | | | | | |
S161 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
S162 | The clouds at length are breaking | | | | | | | |
S163 | The Bridegroom is coming, O hark, hear the cry | | | | | | | |
S164 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | ANTIOCH | | | | | | |
S165 | The angels soon are coming | | | | | | | |
S166 | Soon shall we see the glorious morning | | | | | | | |
S167 | My soul is happy when I hear | | | | | | | |
S168 | I'm waiting for Thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
S169 | Come, desire of nations, come | | | | | | | |
S170 | O, come, come away! for time's career is closing | | | | | | | |
S171 | Lift up your heads, desponding pilgrims | [Lift up your heads, desponding pilgrims] | | | | | | |
S172 | We shall see the Saviour coming | | | | | | | |
S173 | Coming! Oh, the bliss and gladness | | | | | | | |
S174 | Lo, he comes with clouds descending | ZION | | | | | | |
S175 | Day of Judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
S176 | That great day of wrath and terror | | | | | | | |
S177 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
S178 | When faint and weary toiling | [When faint and weary toiling] | | | | | | |
S179 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
S180 | I'm weary of straying—O when would I rest | | | | | | | |
S181 | O I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
S182 | Come, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
S183 | There's a home for all the blest | [There's a home for all the blest] | | | | | | |
S184 | 'Tis but a little while | | | | | | | |
S185 | This earth with its flowers is not the rest for me | | | | | | | |
S186 | Say, brethren and sisters | | | | | | | |
S187 | O the amazing change | | | | | | | |
S188 | There's shadow on earth's fairest light | [There's shadow on earth's fairest light] | | | | | | |
S189 | Six thousand years are nearly passed | | | | | | | |
S190 | I murmur not that now a stranger | | | | | | | |
S191 | On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand | | | | | | | |
S192 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
S193 | The groaning earth is too dark and drear | | | | | | | |
S194 | The Saviour who suffered | | | | | | | |
S195 | I am waiting, ever waiting | [I am waiting, ever waiting] | | | | | | |
S196 | Long we've been waiting for Christ to come | | | | | | | |
S197 | When the great Jubilee shall come | | | | | | | |
S198 | When we enter the portals of glory | | | | | | | |
S199 | Lift the head, O weary pilgrim! let the heart exultant spring | | | | | | | |
S200 | Hark! a voice from Eden stealing | | | | | | | |
S201 | We're floating down the stream of Time | [We're floating down the stream of Time] | | | | | | |