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1 | Face to face with Christ my Savior | | | | | | | |
2 | When I come to the river at ending of day | | | | | | | |
3 | The cross upon which Jesus died Is a shelter in which we can hide | | | | | | | |
4 | This world is not my home, I'm just a passing thru | | | | | | | |
5 | In times like these you need a Saviour | | | | | | | |
6 | Some glad morning when this life, is o'er, I'll fly away | | | | | | | |
7 | A wonderful Saviour is Jesus my Lord | | | | | | | |
8 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
9 | The love of God is greater far Than tongue or pen can ever tell | | | | | | | |
10 | I've found a friend who is all to me | | | | | | | |
11 | Give me the Bible, star of gladness gleaming | | | | | | | |
12 | Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning | | | | | | | |
13 | "Man of sorrows," what a name, For the Son of God who came | | | | | | | |
14 | Be not disayed whate'er betide, God will take care of you | | | | | | | |
15 | Search me, O God, and know my heart today | | | | | | | |
16 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hid myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
17 | I'm pressing on the upward way, New heights I'm gaining ev'ry day | | | | | | | |
18 | Once I was straying in sin's dark valley | | | | | | | |
19 | I come to the garden alone, While the dew is still on the roses | | | | | | | |
20 | I'd like to stay here longer than man's allotted days | | | | | | | |
21 | My trials here on earth will cease, Some day, some day | | | | | | | |
22 | God's abiding peace is in my soul today | | | | | | | |
23 | Have you a heart that's weary, Tending a load of care | | | | | | | |
24 | There is coming a day when no heartaches shall come | | | | | | | |
25 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
26 | Come to Jesus! He will save you | | | | | | | |
27 | When He cometh, when He cometh | | | | | | | |
28 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
29 | Who is that calling for me to come, Come and be saved from sin? | | | | | | | |
30 | O Master, let me walk with Thee In lowly paths of service free | | | | | | | |
31 | To the weary and oppressed, To the heaving, troubled breast | | | | | | | |
32 | Soon this life will all be over And all pilgrimage will end | | | | | | | |
33 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! | | | | | | | |
34 | Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine | | | | | | | |
35 | Would you be free from the burden of sin? | | | | | | | |
36 | Sometimes my way seems rough and long | | | | | | | |
37 | Sometime when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
38 | Altho' I cannot see the way, O'er life's tempestuous sea, dark sea | | | | | | | |
39 | Somebody did a golden deed, Proving himself a friend in need | | | | | | | |
40 | How much could we gain with a pray'r, If God wasn't really there? | | | | | | | |
41 | If I walk in the pathway of duty, If I work till the close of the day | | | | | | | |
42 | Dear Lord, as we come to remember Thy Son | | | | | | | |
43 | I am on my way to heaven, I am on my way to heaven | | | | | | | |
44 | I know the Lord will make a way for me | | | |  | | | |
45 | Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus | | | | | | | |
46 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
47 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus name! Let angels prostrate fall! | | | | | | | |
48 | I love to tell the story Of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
49 | In my Father's house are many mansions, If it were not true He would have told me so | | | | | | | |
50 | In this world I've tried most ev'rything, And I'm happy now to say | | | | | | | |
51 | Jesus Christ the Lord opened up the way to glory | | | | | | | |
52 | As I journey thru this value of sorrow | | | | | | | |
53 | I was sinking deep in sin, Far from the peaceful shore | | | | | | | |
54 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing its worth | | | | | | | |
55 | O love surpassing knowledge! O grace, so full and free! | | | | | | | |
56 | More about Jesus would I know, More of His grace to others show | | | | | | | |
57 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy wit hthe Lord | | | | | | | |
58 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus. Ye soldiers of the cross. | | | | | | | |
59 | I need Thee ev'ry hour, Most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
60 | What a happy time is coming When we reach our home in heaven | | | | | | | |
61 | Often I'm hindered on my way, Burdened so heavy I almost fall | | | | | | | |
62 | Over on the bright elysian shore Where howling tempest comes no more | | | | | | | |
63 | Praise Him, praise Him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
64 | "All thngs are ready," come to the feast! | | | | | | | |
65 | O thou blessed Rock of Ages | | | | | | | |
66 | Ev'ry time I do a deed I shouldn't do | | | | | | | |
67 | "For Christ and the church," let our voices ring | | | | | | | |
68 | In the resurrection morning, When the trump of God shall sound | | | | | | | |
69 | Do you live a life that's true for the One who died for you? | | | | | | | |
70 | Sometimes I feel discouraged, and think my life in vain | | | | | | | |
71 | Why do you wait, dear brother, Oh, why do you tarry so long? | | | | | | | |
72 | I heard an old, old story, how a Saviour came from glory | | | | | | | |
73 | O happy day that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour and my God! | | | | | | | |
74 | Again, O precious Savior, In mem'ry we have met | | | | | | | |
75 | O Lord, Our Lord, How excellent and mighty | | | | | | | |
76 | "Christ the Lord is ris'n today." Thus did holy angels say | | | | | | | |
77 | Here before Thee, Savior, We would lowly bow | | | | | | | |
78 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
79 | Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying | | | | | | | |
80 | Sweet is the promise, "I will not forget thee" | | | | | | | |
81 | On the cross of Calvary our blessed Savior died | | | | | | | |
82 | It may be in the valley, where countless dangers hide | | | | | | | |
83 | Precious mem'ries, unseen angels | | | | | | | |
84 | There is a place of quiet rest | | | | | | | |
85 | Once from my poor sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
86 | Living below in this old sinful world | | | | | | | |
87 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
88 | I love Thy kingdom Lord, the house of Thine abode | | | | | | | |
89 | Jesus keep me near the cross: There a precious fountain | | | | | | | |
90 | I'm not ashamed that Jesus came and died | | | | | | | |
91 | Jesus, Thy name I love All other names above | | | | | | | |
92 | I've hear of a land of joy and peace and wonderful light | | | | | | | |
93 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
94 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus my Savior | | | | | | | |
95 | While Jesus whispers to you, Come, sinner, come! | | | | | | | |
96 | I gave my life to Thee, my precious blood I shed | | | | | | | |
97 | When my soul is singing in that promised land above | | | | | | | |
98 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
99 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
100 | I will meet you in the morning, by the bright river side | | | | | | | |