# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A happy sunrise that will be | | | | | | | |
d2 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d3 | Are you burdened, worn and weary | | | | | | | |
d4 | Are you working for the Master, are you toiling | | | | | | | |
d5 | As I travel to my home | | | | | | | |
d6 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d7 | At the beautiful gate I shall enter some day | | | | | | | |
d8 | Beyond the clouds the sun is always shining | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come before the Lord with praise | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come, O weary soul to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d11 | Drifting, drifting, on in sin you plod | | | | | | | |
d12 | Echoes of heaven now are ringing so clear | | | | | | | |
d13 | Give me oil in my lamp, oil in my lamp | | | | | | | |
d14 | Hallelujah, hallelujah, Jesus save | | | | | | | |
d15 | He knows the bitter, weary way | | | | | | | |
d16 | Heaven comes down my soul to greet | | | | | | | |
d17 | Here so often old Satan will try to deceive | | | | | | | |
d18 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d19 | I am changed today, sins are washed away | | | | | | | |
d20 | I am going to a city, when my race is run on earth | | | | | | | |
d21 | I am often discouraged, as I travel along | | | | | | | |
d22 | I am on my way to glory land | | | | | | | |
d23 | I am thinking tonight of my mother so dear | | | | | | | |
d24 | I cannot tell, I do not know, Why Jesus should | | | | | | | |
d25 | I have heard of heaven, with its streets of shining | | | | | | | |
d26 | I have traveled through the country | | | | | | | |
d27 | I hear a sweet voice from far away | | | | | | | |
d28 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d29 | I love the old time singing | | | | | | | |
d30 | I may never live here in mansions | | | | | | | |
d31 | I often dream of home | | | | | | | |
d32 | I once was lost in sin's dark way | | | | | | | |
d33 | I was groping out in darkness | | | | | | | |
d34 | I was once a poor lost sinner, had no hope beyond | | | | | | | |
d35 | I went into a home where riches did abound | | | | | | | |
d36 | I will arise and go to my Father, I'm tired | | | | | | | |
d37 | I wonder as I press along | | | | | | | |
d38 | If you have no chart or compass | | | | | | | |
d39 | I'm drawing nearer heaven day after day | | | | | | | |
d40 | I'm dreaming tonight of a picture | | | | | | | |
d41 | I'm going to a city beyond the hills of time | | | | | | | |
d42 | I'm in love with my Savior | | | | | | | |
d43 | I'm longing for that home above | | | | | | | |
d44 | I'm so glad to know that I have a mansion | | | | | | | |
d45 | In a country church yard, not so far away | | | | | | | |
d46 | In the Bible we read about heaven | | | | | | | |
d47 | In the west descended, has the golden sun | | | | | | | |
d48 | In this world of tribulation tribulation, many | | | | | | | |
d49 | In this world there is sorrow | | | | | | | |
d50 | It was for me my Savior died, by cruel hands | | | | | | | |
d51 | I've found a Friend in Jesus, a Friend who's kind | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d53 | Just a few more days to travel in this sinful world | | | | | | | |
d54 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d55 | Lord, I heard you calling | | | | | | | |
d56 | Lord, let me touch the hem of thy garment | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lord, what you gonna do with me | | | | | | | |
d58 | Many are waiting in darkness and sin | | | | | | | |
d59 | Mother has gone on to heaven | | | | | | | |
d60 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d61 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d62 | My soul is rejoicing in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d63 | O what a glad reunion on heaven's shore | | | | | | | |
d64 | O what joy abides within my newborn soul since | | | | | | | |
d65 | Oft I sit alone and dream | | | | | | | |
d66 | Often I think of that beautiful home | | | | | | | |
d67 | Often I'm hindered on my way | | | | | | | |
d68 | Once I was a sinner, wandering like a sheep astray | | | | | | | |
d69 | Once I was lost down deep in sin | | | | | | | |
d70 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d71 | Praises to Jesus we will be voicing | | | | | | | |
d72 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d73 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d74 | Some glad morning we shall see Jesus | | | | | | | |
d75 | Some wonderful day, when we shall reach heaven | | | | | | | |
d76 | Some wondrous day, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d77 | Sometimes my soul is over burdened | | | | | | | |
d78 | Sometimes the path is dark and drear | | | | | | | |
d79 | Somewhere there is a land where dreams come true | | | | | | | |
d80 | Songs of salvation, so glad and so free | | | | | | | |
d81 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d82 | The cross I'll bear for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d83 | The glory special's coming through | | | | | | | |
d84 | There is a city in heaven, they say | | | | | | | |
d85 | There is a land beyond the gloom | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is a land of sunshine, where living waters | | | | | | | |
d87 | There is a land where comes no night | | | | | | | |
d88 | There is joy untold in that land of love | | | | | | | |
d89 | There'll be a great singing, with golden harps | | | | | | | |
d90 | There's a crown of life awaiting the faithful | | | | | | | |
d91 | There's a little train a-windin' | | | | | | | |
d92 | Up the dark road the Master trod | | | | | | | |
d93 | We read in the Bible of the Savior's precious love | | | | | | | |
d94 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d95 | What a glad day when Jesus comes back | | | | | | | |
d96 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d97 | When cares oppress you | | | | | | | |
d98 | When evening sun sinks in the west | | | | | | | |
d99 | When heaven's portals shall open that day | | | | | | | |
d100 | When I get home at last | | | | | | | |