# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Onward, ever onward is the battle march | | | | | | | |
d102 | Our Sunday school again we close | | | | | | | |
d103 | Passing through the lowly valley | | | | | | | |
d104 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
d105 | Rejoice in the Lord while going the way | | | | | | | |
d106 | Rise, Christian, rise, the fields are ripe | | | | | | | |
d107 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d108 | Savior, bless a little child | | | | | | | |
d109 | See the Shepherd of Isr'l stand | | | | | | | |
d110 | See the tints of heavenly glory | | | | | | | |
d111 | Should we fear to meet the giver | | | | | | | |
d112 | Slumbering soul, awake to duty | | | | | | | |
d113 | Some day our journey will be done | | | | | | | |
d114 | Sometime in the beautiful future | | | | | | | |
d115 | Station your sentinels, victor | | | | | | | |
d116 | Sweet was the morn when the angels of glory | | | | | | | |
d117 | Teach us to pray, O Father, we look up to thee | | | | | | | |
d118 | The Day of Resurection | | | | | | | |
d119 | The drunkard's child with rags is clad | | | | | | | |
d120 | The flowers in their beauty | | | | | | | |
d121 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide | | | | | | | |
d122 | The music sweetly greets my ear | | | | | | | |
d123 | The pilgrim's way to heaven | | | | | | | |
d124 | The still small voice in accents strong | | | | | | | |
d125 | There is joy, true joy in the tender heart | | | | | | | |
d126 | There shall dawn a glorious morning | | | | | | | |
d127 | There's a beautiful gate that opens wide | | | | | | | |
d128 | There's a beautiful home up in heaven | | | | | | | |
d129 | There's a glorious invitation | | | | | | | |
d130 | There's a home far away o'er the mountain | | | | | | | |
d131 | There's a land, a happy land | | | | | | | |
d132 | There's a light, a shining light | | | | | | | |
d133 | There's a light in the Bible for me | | | | | | | |
d134 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d135 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d136 | There's light above the clouds, bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d137 | Though my life is one of trouble | | | | | | | |
d138 | Through the infant days I watched him | | | | | | | |
d139 | 'Tis a beautiful world, with its valleys | | | | | | | |
d140 | 'Tis love, 'tis love, 'tis wonderful love | | | | | | | |
d141 | 'Tis the harvest time, 'tis the harvest time | | | | | | | |
d142 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d143 | Traveler weary, are you longing | | | | | | | |
d144 | Traveler, weary, thirsty, faint | | | | | | | |
d145 | Trust in God, your great Creator | | | | | | | |
d146 | 'Twas a gift so divine | | | | | | | |
d147 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d148 | We are hastening along to the beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d149 | We are sailing on the ocean to a home | | | | | | | |
d150 | We cheerfully pass through the sunshine and shade | | | | | | | |
d151 | We gladly come to the house of God | | | | | | | |
d152 | We praise thy name, dear Jesus | | | | | | | |
d153 | Welcome strangers, welcome friends | | | | | | | |
d154 | Welcome the children into the fold | | | | | | | |
d155 | We're sailing to a better land | | | | | | | |
d156 | What word in all God's promises | | | | | | | |
d157 | When Jesus dwelt on the shores of time | | | | | | | |
d158 | When scattered or lonely we wander here | | | | | | | |
d159 | When the day of life is brightest | | | | | | | |
d160 | When the modest violets bloom | | | | | | | |
d161 | Who shall ascend the bright mountain | | | | | | | |
d162 | Who will take me by the hand | | | | | | | |
d163 | Would you know your Father, Feel his love divine | | | | | | | |
d164 | Ye ransomed of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d165 | Yet shall ye be as a dove's shining wings | | | | | | | |