# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
91b | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
92 | There's a beautiful shore where the dearly lov'd are gone | | | | | | | |
93 | I long to behold him arrayed | | | | | | | |
94 | On those jeweled walls of jasper | | | | | | | |
95 | I entered once a home of care | [I entered once a home of care] | | | | | | |
96 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
97 | "Lift me higher! lift me higher!" | | | | | | | |
98 | Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining | | | | | | | |
99 | They are sowing their seed in the daylight fair | | | | | | | |
100 | There's a land far away, 'mid the stars we are told | | | | | | | |
101 | A home in heaven! what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
102 | Stand up! stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
103 | I hear the Savior say, Thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
104 | Let not the time pass by thee | | | | | | | |
105 | The Savior bids the children come | | | | | | | |
106 | O Christian, awake! for the strife is at hand | | | | | | | |
107 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
108 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
109 | I bring my sins to thee, The sins I can not count | | | | | | | |
110 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
111 | Have you any room for Jesus? | | | | | | | |
112 | Many souls on life's dark ocean | | | | | | | |
113 | For Jesus we are soldiers | | | | | | | |
114a | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
114b | O how happy are they who their Savior obey | | | | | | | |
115a | Gather the cherished ones | | | | | | | |
115b | When Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
116 | March along! march along! | | | | | | | |
117 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
118 | "We'll meet again"--how sweet the word! | | | | | | | |
119 | They are going--only going | | | | | | | |
120 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
121 | You may sing of the beauty of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
122 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
123 | I now have found abiding rest | | | | | | | |
124 | O Thou whose all sustaining power | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus, blessed Jesus, I would follow thee | | | | | | | |
126 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
128 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
129 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
130 | In the still and quiet chamber | | | | | | | |
131 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
132a | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
132b | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
132c | "Glory to God on high!" | | | | | | | |
133a | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
133b | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
134a | Far from these scenes of night | | | | | | | |
134b | Oh, sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
134c | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
134d | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
134e | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
135a | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
135b | Thou knowest, Lord, how long and late | | | | | | | |
135c | Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
136a | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
136b | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
136c | Jesus, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
136d | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
136e | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
136f | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! | | | | | | | |
137a | O Spirit of the living God | | | | | | | |
137b | We have no outward righteousness | | | | | | | |
137c | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
137d | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
137e | Of him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
137f | Except the Lord our labors bless | | | | | | | |
138a | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
138b | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
138c | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
138d | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
139a | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
139b | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
139c | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
139d | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
139e | When all thy mercies, oh, my God | | | | | | | |
139f | Salvation! oh, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
140a | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
140b | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
140c | Jesus, immortal King, arise! | | | | | | | |
140d | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
140e | Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
141a | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
141b | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
141c | Lift up your hearts to things above | | | | | | | |
141d | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
142a | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
142b | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
142c | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
142d | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
142e | Father of mercies, in thy Word | | | | | | | |
142f | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
143a | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
143b | Round the Temp'rance standard rally | | | | | | | |
143c | On the mountain-top appearing | | | | | | | |
143d | Now is past the time of teaching | | | | | | | |
143e | Oh, thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
143f | Children, hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
144a | Arise and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
144b | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |