# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
3 | Miriam's song we'll echo now | | | | | | | |
4 | Remove now from my fading sight | | | | | | | |
5 | Mother, watch the little feet | | | | | | | |
6 | Dear Mary, sing for me the song | | | | | | | |
7 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
8 | Seek the tender Shepherd | | | | | | | |
9 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
10 | There's a place where the angels dwell! | | | | | | | |
11 | Sing praise! the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
12 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
13 | Lo the Gospel ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
14 | "The Master has come over Jordan" | | | | | | | |
16 | Little acts of kindness, Trifling tho' they are | | | | | | | |
17a | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
17b | Here we throng to praise the Saviour | | | | | | | |
18 | O how happy are they Who the Saviour obey | | | | | | | |
19 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
20 | I am standing down by death's chilling stream | | | | | | | |
21 | The way to heaven is narrow | | | | | | | |
22 | Twilight shades are deep'ning, mother | | | | | | | |
23 | And may I still get there? | | | | | | | |
24 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
25 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Lord | | | | | | | |
26 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
27 | This life is all a battle field | | | | | | | |
28 | O, gladly on this Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
29 | Soon will our suffering time be o'er | | | | | | | |
30 | The strife for freedom is gone by | | | | | | | |
32 | Salvation! O, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
33 | Little children, Jesus calls you | | | | | | | |
34 | O'er the hill the sun is setting | | | | | | | |
35 | Though troubles assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
36 | In that better land where the day dies not | | | | | | | |
37 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
38 | First your hearts to Jesus give | | | | | | | |
39 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
40 | Hark! hark! to the merry Christmas bells | | | | | | | |
41 | Sailor, enter not life's voyage | | | | | | | |
42 | In the far better land of glory and light | | | | | | | |
43 | Now we lift our tuneful voices | | | | | | | |
44 | On the field of battle, mother | | | | | | | |
45 | Come, let us all awake | | | | | | | |
46 | I want to go where the Saviour reigns | | | | | | | |
47 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
48 | We are marching to the music of the Union | | | | | | | |
50 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
51 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb! | | | | | | | |
52 | In olden times when boys were wild | | | | | | | |
53 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
54 | In heaven, bright Heaven, the Home of the blest | | | | | | | |
55 | He's gone to that fair land of light | | | | | | | |
56 | 'Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died on the tree | | | | | | | |
57 | O sing to me of heaven, When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
58 | Come, join our celebration | | | | | | | |
59 | Once again in gladness meeting | | | | | | | |
60 | All hail! happy day, When enrobed in our clay | | | | | | | |
61 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
62 | Come all ye saints to Pisgah's mountain | | | | | | | |
63 | It is sweet to wait in the Border Land | | | | | | | |
64 | One night as I lay musing | THE GOSPEL TRUMPET | | | | | | |
65 | The people called Christians, how many things they tell | | | | | | | |
66 | I'm looking for Jesus, my Saviour and King | | | | | | | |
67 | Naught of merit, or of price | | | | | | | |
68 | Are you waiting, angel mother | | | | | | | |
69 | There's a beautiful home for thee, mother | | | | | | | |
70 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
71 | One sweet word of holy meaning | | | | | | | |
72 | Beyond this life of hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
73 | Would you see our Jesus? | | | | | | | |
74 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
75 | We are watching by the river | | | | | | | |
76 | O, aged believer! whose feet | | | | | | | |
77 | Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
78 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
79 | Or Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |
80 | Listen to the whisp'rings Of the Spirit near | | | | | | | |
81 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
82 | Jerusalem, forever bright | | | | | | | |
83 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
84 | When we hear the music ringing | | | | | | | |
86 | O have you not heard of a beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
87 | Saviour, at thy footstool bending | | | | | | | |
88 | When gentle night bedews the earth | | | | | | | |
89 | Welcome to our concert meeting | | | | | | | |
90 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
92 | There is a beautiful world, Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
93 | No more working in the vineyard | | | | | | | |
94 | Why forbid them? Jesus said | | | | | | | |
95 | A glorious day is breaking | | | | | | | |
96 | Do to others as unto you | | | | | | | |
97 | How swiftly o'er life's ocean | | | | | | | |
98 | To yonder glorious land of light | | | | | | | |
99 | "Land ahead!" its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
100 | O! have you heard of that beautiful shore | | | | | | | |
101 | Come, poor pilgrim, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
102 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
103 | O'er the dark abodes of sorrow | | | | | | | |
104 | I'm very near my Father's house | | | | | | | |
105 | When I think of that city of light | | | | | | | |
106 | My latest sun is sinking fast | | | | | | | |