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d1 | A carol of gladness I sing | | | | | | | |
d2 | A conflict rages now, through all the land | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | All is light along the Savior's railroad | | | | | | | |
d6 | All to Jesus I surrender | | | | | | | |
d7 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d8 | Although the way is thorny | | | | | | | |
d9 | Always keeping my Redeemer near me | | | | | | | |
d10 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d11 | Are you telling the story of Christ and his love | | | | | | | |
d12 | As I journey through the land singing as I go | | | | | | | |
d13 | As I'm gladly marching onward to the land beyond | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beyond the reach of care and pain | | | | | | | |
d15 | Billows of grace are swelling | | | | | | | |
d16 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children of God today, going along lifes way | | | | | | | |
d19 | Children of the grandest King | | | | | | | |
d20 | Christ is leading me, and 'tis sweet to be | | | | | | | |
d21 | Christ my Lord and faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d22 | Christian soldiers as you onward go | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come weary sinner and Jesus will bless you | | | | | | | |
d27 | Cross the line today, sinner | | | | | | | |
d28 | Don't forget the loved ones | | | | | | | |
d29 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d30 | Down from above God sent his Son | | | | | | | |
d31 | Drop at the cross every burden you bear | | | | | | | |
d32 | Earth holds no treasures but perish with using | | | | | | | |
d33 | For Jesus I'm living, the tidings I'm giving | | | | | | | |
d34 | Forward, forward, see the dawn of hope is high | | | | | | | |
d35 | Go ye Christians strong and brave | | | | | | | |
d36 | Go ye, said the Savior, into all the world | | | | | | | |
d37 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d38 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hear the story of the Savior and his great redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d40 | Helpless and hopeless far over the wave | | | | | | | |
d41 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d42 | I am glad that I am living | | | | | | | |
d43 | I am safe when Jesus leads | | | | | | | |
d44 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d45 | I am thinking of friends whom I used to know | | | | | | | |
d46 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d47 | I have naught to fear while I tarry here | | | | | | | |
d48 | I know that foes are always near | | | | | | | |
d49 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | I shall see my mother in the glory-land | | | | | | | |
d51 | I trusting cling, to Jesus my King | | | | | | | |
d52 | I want to do something for Jesus He suffered | | | | | | | |
d53 | I was lost on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d54 | If sometimes the pathway seems doubtful and drear Or I have failed | | | | | | | |
d55 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d56 | If you would be a blessing as you're passing down life's way | | | | | | | |
d57 | If your life has been wrecked | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm a pilgrim below and I've wandered alone | | | | | | | |
d59 | I'm praising God for saving grace | | | | | | | |
d60 | I'm trusting the Savior to lead me | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the service of the King Everybody can help | | | | | | | |
d62 | In the steps of the King With his standard waving above | | | | | | | |
d63 | Into the garden of God I have come | | | | | | | |
d64 | Is my Savior walking with you | | | | | | | |
d65 | Is your life now counting for the Master | | | | | | | |
d66 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d67 | I've placed my life in Jesus' care | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus came to earth from heaven | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus holds my hand along the upward way | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus is from day to day | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus lead me on to glory | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d75 | Just to look on the face of my Savior dear | | | | | | | |
d76 | Listen, thou my friend to the Savior's pleading | | | | | | | |
d77 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Bid us now depart in peace | | | | | | | |
d78 | Many years I'd squandered and in darkness | | | | | | | |
d79 | Mother's gone, yes, gone to heaven | | | | | | | |
d80 | Must I go, and empty handed | | | | | | | |
d81 | My brother, while singing of Jesus in glory | | | | | | | |
d82 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d83 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d84 | My Master is tender and loving | | | | | | | |
d85 | My Redeemer has gone to prepare | | | | | | | |
d86 | My Savior is with me and cheers me each hour | | | | | | | |
d87 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d88 | O be soldiers faithful and true | | | | | | | |
d89 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d90 | O fathers, will you meet me | | | | | | | |
d91 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d92 | O hear the Savior's pleading voice | | | | | | | |
d93 | O I know my Savior lives | | | | | | | |
d94 | O sinner, the Savior is calling for you | | | | | | | |
d95 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d96 | O 'tis sweet to sing this story | | | | | | | |
d97 | O wandering sinner, O won't you come home for Jesus loves you still | | | | | | | |
d98 | O why stand ye idle by | | | | | | | |
d99 | Oft I am so lonely in this world of care | | | | | | | |
d100 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |