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3 | When shall I see the day, That ends my woes | | | | | | | |
4 | They are sowing their seed in the daylight fair | | | | | | | |
5 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
6 | When marshaled on the nighty plain | | | | | | | |
7 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
8 | Worthy, worthy, is the Lamb | | | | | | | |
9 | Live on the field of battle! | | | | | | | |
10 | Tho' in the outward church below | | | | | | | |
11 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
12 | Nothing, either great or small | | | | | | | |
13 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
14 | 'Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died on the tree | | | | | | | |
15 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord | | | | | | | |
16 | Tho' fierce the howling winds may blow | | | | | | | |
17 | The Christian pilgrim sings, Heav'n's my home | | | | | | | |
18 | Amid the hours that rapid fly | | | | | | | |
19 | When Jesus' voice I first did hear | | | | | | | |
20 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
21 | Yes, we'll meet, beyond the river | | | | | | | |
22 | Breast the wave, Christian | | | | | | | |
23 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
24a | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | | | | | | | |
24b | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
25 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
26 | Beyond life's raging fever | | | | | | | |
27 | Sweet 'tis to sing of thee | | | | | | | |
28 | They hung King Jesus on a rude rugged tree | | | | | | | |
29 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
30a | Listen to the gentle promptings | | | | | | | |
30b | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
30c | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | | | |
31 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
32 | Come unto me, when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
33 | Hark! the bell to prayer is calling | | | | | | | |
34 | O what hath Jesus bought for me! | | | | | | | |
35 | Jesus let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
36 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
37 | Soldiers on life's battle field! | | | | | | | |
38 | Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand! | [Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand!] | | | | | | |
39 | Come, let us anew Our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
40 | On every sunny mountain | | | | | | | |
41 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
42 | A Pilgrim and a stranger here | | | | | | | |
43 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
44 | By faith I see my Saviour dying | | | | | | | |
45 | While on life's stormy sea My bark is driv'n | | | | | | | |
46a | The mellow eve is gliding, Serenely down the west | | | | | | | |
46b | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
47 | The angels now are calling | | | | | | | |
48 | When the tempest rages high | | | | | | | |
49 | We are waiting by the river | | | | | | | |
50 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
51 | Come poor pilgrim, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
52 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
53 | Let me go, the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
54a | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
54b | Just as thou art--without one trace | | | | | | | |
55 | A home in heaven! what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
56 | "Forever with the Lord" | | | | | | | |
57a | Lord! I delight in thee | | | | | | | |
57b | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
58 | How much of joy and comfort | | | | | | | |
59 | O, have you not heard of that realm of delight | | | | | | | |
60 | No night shall be in heav'n--no gath'ring gloom | | | | | | | |
61 | Sinner, go, will you go | | | | | | | |
62 | I'm Sailing on Life's stormy sea | | | | | | | |
63 | The world is overcome, By the blood of the Lamb! | | | | | | | |
64 | Behold! behold! the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
65 | When I think of that city of light | | | | | | | |
66a | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
66b | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
67 | We speak of the realms of the bless'd | | | | | | | |
68 | Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing | | | | | | | |
69a | When we hear the music ringing | | | | | | | |
69b | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
70 | Tarry with me, O my Saviour | | | | | | | |
71a | Lo! the Gospel Ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
71b | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
72a | The praying Spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
72b | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
73a | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
73b | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
74 | I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home | | | | | | | |
75 | Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
76a | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
76b | Come sing to me of Heaven | | | | | | | |
77a | Serene, I laid me down | | | | | | | |
77b | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
77c | Serene I laid me down | | | | | | | |
78 | I was a wand'ring sheep | | | | | | | |
79 | If, through unruffled seas | | | | | | | |
80 | O, have you not heard of a beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
81a | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
81b | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
82 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
83 | Today the Saviour calls! | | | | | | | |
84a | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
84b | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
84c | Of him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
85 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |