# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Our dear Savior will give us a robe and a crown | | | | | | | |
d102 | Our fathers, our fathers will [they'll] be there | | | | | | | |
d103 | Out in the slums for the Savior | | | | | | | |
d104 | Poor souls who stray afar | | | | | | | |
d105 | Pressing along I am a pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d106 | Renouncing the world | | | | | | | |
d107 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d108 | Rouse, O Christians, one and all | | | | | | | |
d109 | See how white are the sheaves | | | | | | | |
d110 | See, the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d111 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d112 | Sin abounds in the land | | | | | | | |
d113 | Since Jesus took possession | | | | | | | |
d114 | Since the Lord divine saved this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
d115 | Sinner friend, your feet are standing | | | | | | | |
d116 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d117 | Stay thou my hand, when wrong | | | | | | | |
d118 | Storms may threaten, I have Jesus | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d121 | That our lives may count for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d122 | The friends who have crossed o'er | | | | | | | |
d123 | The gospel is ringing | | | | | | | |
d124 | The king of glory died for me | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Lord is my Light, no evil | | | | | | | |
d126 | The redeemer eternal is now reigning | | | | | | | |
d127 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d128 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d129 | There soon will come a better day | | | | | | | |
d130 | There's a bright and happy land where we'll join the angel band | | | | | | | |
d131 | There's a city of gladness and rest | | | | | | | |
d132 | There's a home of beauty | | | | | | | |
d133 | There's a home of fadeless beauty | | | | | | | |
d134 | There's a home of peace and love | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a land just o'er the river | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's a song within, for I've lost my sin | | | | | | | |
d137 | There's a sweeter note in the melody | | | | | | | |
d138 | There's rejoicing in heaven | | | | | | | |
d139 | There's service for you | | | | | | | |
d140 | Though now I dwell upon earth's shore | | | | | | | |
d141 | Though the battle rages fierce | | | | | | | |
d142 | Though you've wandered from the tender shepherd's fold | | | | | | | |
d143 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d144 | To that blest city I am going | | | | | | | |
d145 | Traveling on the way | | | | | | | |
d146 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d147 | We are happy to work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d148 | We are marching in the bright | | | | | | | |
d149 | We are on our way to Zion | | | | | | | |
d150 | We are pressing on to heaven | | | | | | | |
d151 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d152 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d153 | We shall all rejoice with glad hearts | | | | | | | |
d154 | We shall grieve no more | | | | | | | |
d155 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d156 | What a happy time 'twill be | | | | | | | |
d157 | Whatever my trials, wherever | | | | | | | |
d158 | Whatsoever things are pure | | | | | | | |
d159 | When Christ, the King of glory | | | | | | | |
d160 | When friends you've loved have left | | | | | | | |
d161 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d162 | When I think of him, my wondrous | | | | | | | |
d163 | When our earthly life is ended | | | | | | | |
d164 | When sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
d165 | When the Lord shall come in glory | | | | | | | |
d166 | When the trumpet shall sound | | | | | | | |
d167 | When we reach the blessed country | | | | | | | |
d168 | While Jesus is tenderly pleading with | | | | | | | |
d169 | Who will meet me first in glory | | | | | | | |
d170 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d171 | You can service render | | | | | | | |
d172 | You have gone far astray | | | | | | | |
d173 | You have spent all your days | | | | | | | |
d174 | You have tarried, O so long | | | | | | | |
d175 | You must face the judgment morning | | | | | | | |
d176 | Your Savior knows the cross you bear | | | | | | | |