A balm for the way worn, weary and broken | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
A host so vast and numberless | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
A little longer, weary | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
A stranger walked with me one day | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
All they who walk with Jesus | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Are we faithful workers day by day | H. L. F. (Author) | English | 2 |
Behold the countless legions | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Christ is risen from the grave, Our living, loving Savior | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
Christ the King of the Ages | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
Drawing near to the port we have sailed for so long | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 3 |
Falter not, Christian soldier | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
God is calling, softly and gently calling | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
Hark, why this great commotion | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Have you heard about a meeting | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
Hear the trumpet sounding, forward march | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
Hear us, our Father, while we pray | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
How precious the promises made in God's word | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I am sure that I shall know Him | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
I entered the court of the palace | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I love the name of Jesus, sweetest of all | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I now can view that city fair | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I want to tell the world around | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I'm on business for Jesus, my Lord and King | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
In my heart a song is swelling like a mighty sea | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
In the narrow path to the golden | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
In thy hands, my loving Savior | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I've a beautiful home over | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
I've left the lowland shadows deep | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
Jerusalem, so bright and fair | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 9 |
Jesus has launched the lifeboat | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Lift up his standard, royal honors bring | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Like the mighty voice of many waters | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
Never a sorrow, a grief or a tear | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
No mortal eye that land hath seen | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 22 |
Not grace for tomorrow, not grace when I die | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
O hear the sweet voice of the Savior | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
O thou, enthroned in worlds above | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 8 |
Oh, ye gates of the Golden City | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 1 |
Preach the gospel of the Kingdom | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Ringing, joyfully ringing the golden bells of peace | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
See the banner unfurled | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
See the gathering of the nations | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 5 |
Send the light, O blessed Savior | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Since I gave myself to Jesus, all my life has been a song | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Some day, yes, some sweet day | H. L. F. (Author) | English | 2 |
Soon there'll be a glorious morning | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 3 |
The cleansing blood is all my plea | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
The happy day I'll not regret | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
The night is long, the storms | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
The night is wild, and cloudland | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
The peace bells are ringing | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
The songs my gentle mother sang | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
There are songs surcharged with sorrow | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
There is a port, so bright | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
There is room for all to labor | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
There is someone out on the waves tonight | H. L. F. (Author) | English | 2 |
There will be no night in the golden city | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
There'll be glory over yonder by the crystal sea | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
There's a call for reapers in the fields today | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
There's a cross by the wayside | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
There's a crown in the land | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
There's a narrow way that leads to God | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
These are the songs the ransomed sing | Henry L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
These many days mid storm and rain | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
Though not ours to move the world with song | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
To the uttermost, uttermost wonderful word | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
Toiling along the King's highway | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
Waiting toiling, gleaning | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
We are out on a wide stormy ocean | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 5 |
We are pilgrims seeking a city | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
We are under marching orders, Against the hosts of sin | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 4 |
We onward press through this vale of tears | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
We stand where Jordan's waves divide | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 5 |
We would not seek, with God our friend | Frisbie (Author) | | 4 |
Whatever thou doest, O man yet unsaved | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 3 |
When by faith I saw my Savior on the cross of Calvary | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 3 |
When the Lord of the vineyard is calling | Henry L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
When the roll is called in heaven and the vast uncounted throng | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
When the wild tempest is raging | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
When we finish all our warfare | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
When you pass beyond the river, to the golden land of song | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
When you pass the dear old homestead, stop a moment at the gate | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Where the choir celestial sweetly sing | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Wherever my pathway of duty leads | H. L. F. (Author) | English | 9 |
While nature welcomes in the day | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 11 |
Who are these arrayed in robes | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Why should I strive for earthly things | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 3 |
Wondrously saved by a power divine | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 2 |
Would you make your joy complete | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | | 2 |
Yes, every cloud has a silver [sunny] side | H. L. Frisbie (Author) | English | 5 |