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5 | Sweetest music, softly stealing | | | | | | | |
6a | When the glory of light beams over our way | | | | | | | |
6b | Gentle deeds are ever forming | | | | | | | |
7 | Praise, rejoicing and thanksgiving | | | | | | | |
8 | When the soft shades of twilight drop over our way | | | | | | | |
9a | Time's dark billows and tempests may roar | | | | | | | |
9b | Though dark clouds may often gather | | | | | | | |
10 | Be firm our endeavor to follow the right | | | | | | | |
11 | We'll breathe the words of holy joy | | | | | | | |
12 | The type of life progressive | | | | | | | |
13 | Unto my words, O Lord, give ear | | | | | | | |
14a | Shall we wait for the morrow of promises | | | | | | | |
14b | Dream not away life's golden hours | | | | | | | |
15 | The promise of life shall breathe o'er our souls | | | | | | | |
16 | O when ye think that the earth-life is dreary | | | | | | | |
17 | O, my beautiful angel home! | | | | | | | |
18a | I am seeking a beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
18b | We all have a duty of life to perform | | | | | | | |
20 | Home, home, home! | | | | | | | |
21 | Along the shadowy aisles of time | | | | | | | |
22a | Veil not from us Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
22b | When alone and retir'd in the soul's silent chamber | | | | | | | |
23 | For the triumph o'er self, and the reign of freedom | | | | | | | |
24a | When the first soft flush of morning | | | | | | | |
24b | The Spirit and Bride are calling come! | | | | | | | |
25 | Our faith is unclouded and bright as the day | | | | | | | |
26a | Brightly beameth the star of hope on my way | | | | | | | |
26b | There open before me, in visions of glory | | | | | | | |
27 | O, how swiftly time is passing, and 'tis precious to me | | | | | | | |
28a | Oh, the prospect before me, what a theme for thought! | | | | | | | |
28b | Let Zion move as the heart of one | | | | | | | |
29a | The resurrection angels call, awaken is the cry! | | | | | | | |
29b | Listen! while we join with angels | | | | | | | |
30 | What is in thy heart for God? | | | | | | | |
31 | O Parents we thank you for all the blest powers | | | | | | | |
32a | Oh, bright shining angels and spirits of the just | | | | | | | |
32b | We have a home from the cold world hid | | | | | | | |
34a | Give me the treasure that cannot be sold | | | | | | | |
34b | Hail! hail the glad New Year! | | | | | | | |
35 | I hear the sweet sound of an angel song | | | | | | | |
36 | We are all marching on through the shadows of time | | | | | | | |
37a | Purer than the skies of even | | | | | | | |
37b | Number me with the pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
38a | Come to Zion, come to Zion | | | | | | | |
38b | A pillar of light is moving before us | | | | | | | |
39 | Zion shall arise and blossom like the rose | | | | | | | |
40a | Not one sparrow is forgotten | | | | | | | |
40b | Hail! all hail thou immortal spirit of Truth | | | | | | | |
41 | The Lord in His majesty reigneth supreme | | | | | | | |
42a | Blest Zion I love thee, thou beautiful city | | | | | | | |
42b | O Zion lovely are thy hills, thy valleys, and thy plains | | | | | | | |
44 | Farewell, farewell good friends in the cause | | | | | | | |
45 | Pure love from the heaven of heavens descends | | | | | | | |
46 | As an army with banners we are marching on | | | | | | | |
47 | Hark! Hark, while we chant the sweet strain | | | | | | | |
48a | Heavenly joy illumes my way | | | | | | | |
48b | Sweet and melodious are the sounds I hear | | | | | | | |
49 | Chant a song of praise! | | | | | | | |
50a | O'er sea and strand the peopled land | | | | | | | |
50b | High o'er the billows we are wafted along | | | | | | | |
51 | Go forth with the torchlights, illumine the caves | | | | | | | |
52 | Oh, what can equal Gospel love | | | | | | | |
53 | We meet to bid you welcome | | | | | | | |
54a | To the spirit land we're hastening | | | | | | | |
54b | Sing unto the Lord a new song | | | | | | | |
55 | We need no earthly flowers | | | | | | | |
56a | We would greet our kindred true | | | | | | | |
56b | With words of peace our friends we greet | | | | | | | |
57 | We have found the promised Saviour | | | | | | | |
58 | The voice of the returning spring | | | | | | | |
59 | Upon this lovely Christmas morning | | | | | | | |
60 | Upon the rocky shores of Time | | | | | | | |
61 | Open wide ye golden gates of glory | | | | | | | |
62a | Do we think what a treasure the Gospel will be | | | | | | | |
62b | Though our time is swiftly fleeting | | | | | | | |
63 | Peace, peace ye wild winds that shake the dark forest! | | | | | | | |
64 | Oh, when the songs of Zion | | | | | | | |