| A lonesome feeling comes stealing when I think of the past | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Amid this world's confusions, with its sad illusions | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| As I move onward thru this vale below | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| As we travel to and fro in this wicked world below | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Bells of happiness ringing for me | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Day after day in this journey of life | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Dear Lord, from whom all blessings flow | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 4 |
| Death is only our translation to the land where joys abide | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| Echoes from the past, how pleasant to live them over again | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Evening sun is slowly sinking | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| God so loved each one, gave His only Son | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Gwyn a gwridog yw fy Arglwydd | W. Howells (Translator) | Welsh | 1 |
| He bore the cross to Calvary, oh, bless His holy name! | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Here in sadness we roam, this vain world is not home | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Here my feet are often weary | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| Hide, O hide me gentle Savior | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 4 |
| I am on a journey to heaven's grand estate | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am riding, safely riding on the wings of love | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am sailing for lands afar, going to gates that stand ajar | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| I could not live without Jesus | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| I heard an old, old story, how a Savior came from glory | W.E.H. (Author) | English | 1 |
| I need the love of my Lord, the saving power of His word | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| I want to follow my Lord and my Master | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| I want to go to heaven when I die | W. E. H. (Author) | | 1 |
| I was just a sinner, a slave in Satan's hands | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| I'm a happy soul, I have a goal | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| I'm glad that Jesus sought me and saved me from my sin | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| I'm moving down the long trail, where joy and gladness prevail | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 3 |
| In a world full of sin, with its sorrow and pain | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| In the far off sweet beyond are days of gladness | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| In this changing world I dream | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| In treading life's uneven way | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 3 |
| I've a comforter on my journey to my heavenly home | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| I've a friend who walks with me always | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| I've left the sins of Egypt, I'm bound for Canaan's land | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Jesus, the blessed Redeemer, Came to the earth as man | W. E. H. (Author) | | 2 |
| Jesus went to heaven to prepare a place | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Let every voice praise the matchless Savior | W. E. H. (Author) | | 2 |
| Longing for realms of gladness, shackled by sin and sadness | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 3 |
| Looking to a land where living waters freely flow | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| Lord, I come at close of day | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Lord, teach me how to pray, Teach me just what to say | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Many are drifting from God and from right | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Many years I've been a pilgrim | W. E. H. (Author) | | 4 |
| Marching with Jesus, my Savior, never forsaken am I | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| My Lord once lived here | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| O sinner, the Savior is calling, Is calling, is calling | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| Once I wandered in the darkness, Lost in sin, despised, undone | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Once I wandered out on the mountains of sin | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| Out upon the angry ocean, wild and lonely | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Over in that land of song | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 3 |
| Picture if you can, at the beautiful gate | W. E. H. (Author) | | 2 |
| Singing keeps me happy as I tread this pilgrim way | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Standing beside the mystic river this side the sweet forever | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| The beacon lights on heaven's shore | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| The love of God is deeper than the mighty sea | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| There is joy in the Lord as we march along | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| There's a land of fadeless beauty far beyond the starry sky | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 3 |
| There's bound to be trouble down here below | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| These are days that try the souls | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| Though in this world of trouble and woe | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 3 |
| Through this land of sin and sorrow I will sing | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| We are traveling to the other side | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| What a singing we'll have up in glory | W. E. H. (Author) | | 2 |
| What do you do when your heart's aglow? | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| When I leave this world of care and go sailing thru the air | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 2 |
| When I pillow my head at the close of the day | W. E. H. (Author) | | 2 |
| When I think of that glad meeting in the air | Walter E. Howell (Author) | | 3 |
| When Jesus called me through His blessed word | W. E. H. (Author) | English | 2 |
| When Jesus came to earth from glory | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| When shadows start falling, then voices start calling | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| When the cares of earth shall have passed away | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 4 |
| When traveling days are over and done | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
| When troubles worry you and your heart is heavy, weary and sad | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 4 |
| When we reach heaven, by and by, enter the portals through the sky | Walter E. Howell (Author) | English | 2 |
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