| A beacon bright the Christian stands | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| All hail, the blessed morning, That saw the Lord arise | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| All hail, the children's day | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| All the way home the Savior will guide you | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Around the tree we meet again | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Around us fall the autumn leaves | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Awake my heart in tuneful strains | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Bright flowers we bring the cross to deck | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Brightest flowers and lilies sweet | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Can you do without the Savior | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Cares of earth shall no more weary | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Cast thy bread upon the waters Sow the seeds of holy truth | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Chiming bells are tuneful ringing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| City of Zion! wondrous and fair | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Clinging, clinging to my Savior | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Close beside the throne of grace | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Closer to Thee, my Father, draw me | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 16 |
| Come boldly to the throne of grace, Whatever thy want may be | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Come to the Savior, O hear his sweet voice, Come and accept of His offers of love | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Daylight now is passing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Dear Redeemer let Thy Spirit | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Down from the home over yonder | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Farewell, we now again must part | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Forward, soldiers! fight for temperance | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Gently glides our bark along | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Go out and gather the golden grain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| Go work today for the Savior King | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| God speed the day when the foe is slain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Grace sufficient Jesus giveth | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| Hark, the bells are sweetly ringing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Hark, the Christmas bells are ringing, On the starry midnight calm | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Hearken now, dear friend, and tell me | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Ho! ye weary, Jesus calls you | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Homes there are of want and sorrow | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 4 |
| Hosanna [hosannas] now the people sing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I am coming, quickly coming | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I am the good Shepherd still | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I had wandered far from home | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| I have called thee to the fountain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I know of a stream that floweth | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I long to go home to the land of rest | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I rest beneath the wing almighty | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| I sing of Jesus' wondrous love | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| If the sweet peace of Jesus is filling your soul | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| In that glorious morning bright | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 5 |
| In the paths of sin I traveled | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| In times of sorrow, God is near | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Jesus, let the holy Spirit | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Jesus, name of all names dearest | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| Joybells are ringing, the Savior has risen | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Let the glad evangel song | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Let there be joy among angels and men | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Linger with me, precious Savior | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 6 |
| Listen to the music of the bells | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Little children are you gleaning | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Lo! the dawn is rising | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Look sinner to Jesus, the risen One | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lost to a sense of duty | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Lowly bending at the cross | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Marching on, with Christ our chosen captain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| My fragile bark [barque] on life's rough billow | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| My name on Jesus' hands | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Not always, pilgrim stranger | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O shout, fellow soldiers, as onward we go | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O shut not your heart to the gospel | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O strike the loud cymbals and shout the refrain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Over the hills and through the dells | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O fly as the doves to their windows | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O how sweet the words of Jesus | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| O pilgrims [brothers] along life's journey | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| O wondrous love, the love of Christ | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| On the glorious Rock of Ages | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| On, thy brother's blood is crying | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Once for all the Savior His blood hath spilt | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Onward press, though faint and weary | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Our friends on earth we meet with pleasure | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 37 |
| Over on the hills of glory Lies a city bright and fair | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Passing through this world of sorrow, The true pleasure we may claim | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Peace on earth and good will to men! | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Peeping over the hilltops | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Pilgrim, on thy journey bound | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Precious is the Savior's promise | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Remain with us, dear Savior | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Ring the bells, the Lord has risen | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Ring the joy bells, Christ has risen; Death no more can bind Him here | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Roll on, bright golden wave of song | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Sandal worn our weary feet | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Shall we meet our dear friends on the heavenly shore | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Shall we reach the home in glory | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Soft and low the gentle zephyrs | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 4 |
| Soft and sweet the Spirit whispers | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Sow ye beside the flowing waters | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Speak, O speak to me of Jesus (Chapman) | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Sweet hope, the anchor of my soul | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 5 |
| Sweet songs the Father gives us | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Take me to the precious fountain | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The crimson stream it cleanesth all the time | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The fields appear in beauty | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The hour of my departure I may not know | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| The misty clouds hang round my way | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The mountain, hill and valley | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The past years of my life have been sinful | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| The Savior hath called thee and shown thee His love | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 6 |
| The sky with clouds is overcast | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 4 |
| The storm cloud is dark and the air is snow filled | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| The twilight is fading away | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| There are mansions of love in the Eden above | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| There's a light that is shining today | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| There's a mansion, bright and shining | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Thy life is hid with Christ in God | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Tidings of joy, O send them afar | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| 'Tis sweet to lie in the loving arms | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| 'Tis the purpose of love divine | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| To whom shall we go, dear Jesus? | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| We are moving toward the city | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| We come at the Savior's call | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Weak and weary are you waiting | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Weary soul with sin oppressed | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Weary watchers for the morning | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| We're a noble band of soldiers | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| We've a Friend in realms above | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 3 |
| We've gathered into line today | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| What can I do for Jesus? How serve my Savior King? | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| What can sinking hearts sustain? | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| What can the Savior do for thee | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| When from guilt I would be free | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| When the purple morn is breaking | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| When the way seems long and dreary, And thy limbs are weak and weary | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 4 |
| When weary with the trials of the day | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Who is ready for the battle? | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Wisdom, honor, power and blessing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Work for Jesus, ever sowing | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 2 |
| Would you find a sure retreat | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
| Yes, there is room for Jesus | Mrs. E. W. Chapman (Author) | English | 1 |
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