# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Christ will me his aid afford | | | | | | | |
102 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
103 | The cross, the cross, the bloodstained cross | | | | | | | |
104 | More about Jesus would I know | | | | | | | |
105 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
106 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
107 | When I saw the cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
108 | Lord, send thy Spirit down, Like a refreshing | | | | | | | |
109 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
110 | For the people of God a rest doth remain | | | | | | | |
111 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
112 | Living for Jesus, oh what peace! | [Living for Jesus, oh, what peace!] | | | | | | |
113 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
114 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
115 | Lord, keep my soul from day to day | | | | | | | |
116 | Since I started out to find thee | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
118 | O magnify the Lord with me, ye people of his choice | | | | | | | |
119 | Jesus, thine all victorious love | | | | | | | |
120 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
121 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
122 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
123 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
124 | Amid the trials which [that] I meet | | | | | | | |
125 | Dear Lord and Father [Master] of mankind [us all], Forgive our foolish ways | | | | | | | |
126 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
127 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
128 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
129 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
130 | If I walk in the pathway of duty | | | | | | | |
131 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
132 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
133 | When the toils of life are over And we lay | | | | | | | |
134 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
135 | There's a holy and beautiful city | | | | | | | |
136 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
137 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
138 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
139 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
140 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
141 | I love to think [sing] of heaven, where white robed angels are | | | | | | | |
142 | Though dark the path my feet may tread | | | | | | | |
143 | When my earthly day is waning | | | | | | | |
144 | When I shall reach the more excellent glory | | | | | | | |
145 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time | | | | | | | |
146 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
147 | There waits for me a glad tomorrow | | | | | | | |
148 | When I travel the pathway so rugged and steep | | | | | | | |
149 | Bowed beneath your burden, is there none to share | | | | | | | |
150 | Be not dismayed whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
151 | Fear not, I am with thee, blessed golden ray | | | | | | | |
152 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
153 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
154 | In shady green pastures | | | | | | | |
155 | One is walking with me | | | | | | | |
156 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
157 | When I am burdened, or weary and sad | | | | | | | |
158 | Jesus will walk with me down through the valley | | | | | | | |
159 | The cross that he gave may be heavy | | | | | | | |
160 | Under his wings I am [I'm] safely abiding | | | | | | | |
161 | Life's sunshine may be checkered with its shadows | | | | | | | |
162 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
163 | I heard God's voice commanding | | | | | | | |
164 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
165 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
166 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
167 | Peace, blessed peace is filling now my soul | | | | | | | |
168 | The blood that Jesus once shed for me | | | | | | | |
169 | God sent his mighty power | | | | | | | |
170 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
171 | Once a sinner far from Jesus, I was perishing with cold | | | | | | | |
172 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
173 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
174 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
175 | O spread the tidings round | | | | | | | |
176 | Since Christ my soul from sin set free | | | | | | | |
177 | Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart | | | | | | | |
178 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
179 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
180 | I have found a deep peace that I never had known | | | | | | | |
181 | Our souls cry out Hallelujah | | | | | | | |
182 | I've a message from the Lord, hallelujah | | | | | | | |
183 | Of Jesus' love that sought me, When I was lost | | | | | | | |
184 | There is power in the blood of Jesus | | | | | | | |
185 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
186 | O what a wonderful Savior in Jesus my Lord I | | | | | | | |
187 | To Jesus every day I find my heart is closer drawn | | | | | | | |
188 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
189 | There shall be showers of blessing, this is the [God's] promise | | | | | | | |
190 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
191 | O my heart sings today, sings for joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
192 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
193 | There is sanctifying power | | | | | | | |
194 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
195 | I care not [today] what the morrow may bring | | | | | | | |
196 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | [Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?] | | | | | | |
197 | In the blood of Jesus that was shed for me | | | | | | | |
198 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
199 | Called unto holiness, church of our God | | | | | | | |
200 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |