# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
102 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
103 | Stand up for Jesus, Christian stand! | | | | | | | |
104 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
105 | Ho, my comrades! see the signal | | | | | | | |
106 | Behold th'amazing gift of love | | | | | | | |
107 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
108 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
109 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
110 | O greatly bless'd the people are | | | | | | | |
111 | Only an armor-bearer, firmly I stand | | | | | | | |
112 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
113 | Hark, hark, my soul; angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
114 | Again the morn of gladness | | | | | | | |
115 | O day of rest and gladness | | | | | | | |
116 | Jesus, we love to meet | | | | | | | |
117 | Pleasant are Thy courts above | | | | | | | |
118 | God is our refuge and our strength | | | | | | | |
119 | Lord, bless and pity us | | | | | | | |
120 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
121 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
122 | From ocean unto ocean | | | | | | | |
123 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
124 | O sing a new song to the Lord | | | | | | | |
125 | Tell it out among the heathen that the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
126 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
127 | Sing to the Lord in joyful strains | | | | | | | |
128 | O how joyous is the music | | | | | | | |
129 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
130 | O, where are the reapers that garner in | | | | | | | |
131 | Behold the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
132 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
133 | Jerusalem, the golden | | | | | | | |
134 | Childhood's years are passing o'er us | | | | | | | |
135 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
136 | Here we suffer grief and pain | | | | | | | |
137 | Safe in the arms of Jesus | | | | | | | |
138 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
139 | There is a better world, they say | | | | | | | |
140 | Blest be the everlasting God | | | | | | | |
141 | Forever with the Lord | | | | | | | |
142 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
143 | O, fair the gleams of glory | | | | | | | |
144 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
145 | O, think of the home over there | | | | | | | |
146 | Above the clear blue sky | | | | | | | |
147 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
148 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
149 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
150 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
151 | Little travellers Zionward | | | | | | | |
152 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
153 | How bright the glorious spirits shine | | | | | | | |
154 | I will sing you a song of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
155 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
156 | Lord, a little band, and lowly | | | | | | | |
157 | When he cometh, when he cometh | | | | | | | |
158 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
159 | Once in royal David's city | | | | | | | |
160 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
161 | When mothers of Salem their children brought to Jesus | | | | | | | |
162 | Gentle Jesus, meek and mild | | | | | | | |
163 | Birds are singing, woods are ringing | | | | | | | |
164 | Jesus love me, this I know | | | | | | | |
165 | If I come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
166 | Jesus from his throne on high | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, high in glory | | | | | | | |
168 | Now the day is over | | | | | | | |
169 | Little drops of water | | | | | | | |
170 | O what can little hands do to | | | | | | | |
171 | We are but little children weak | | | | | | | |
172 | I'm a little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
173 | There is a happy land | | | | | | | |
174 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
175 | God sees the little sparrow fall | | | | | | | |
176 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
177 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
178 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
179 | Saviour again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
180 | Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
181 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
182 | At thy feet, our God and Father | | | | | | | |
183 | To him that loved the sons of men | | | | | | | |
184 | Now blessed be the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
185 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |