# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d102 | O the glory of that morning over yonder | | | | | | | |
d103 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d104 | O thou that hearest prayer, attend | | | | | | | |
d105 | O wonderful pilot that guides my soul | | | | | | | |
d106 | O wondrous love of God for me | | | | | | | |
d107 | Oft in visions by faith I can see over there | | | | | | | |
d108 | Often I've heard of heaven, wonderful country | | | | | | | |
d109 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d110 | On Mount Olive's sacred brow Jesus spent the night in prayer | | | | | | | |
d111 | On the top of Mount Zion is a city | | | | | | | |
d112 | On the way home to glory | | | | | | | |
d113 | Once a mighty savior spoke unto the people | | | | | | | |
d114 | Once from my Savior I wandered | | | | | | | |
d115 | Once I bore a burden great | | | | | | | |
d116 | One midnight, when I felt despair | | | | | | | |
d117 | Out on the glad hills of God's glory | | | | | | | |
d118 | Over the tide of life's wonderful sea | | | | | | | |
d119 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d120 | Peter lovest thou me | | | | | | | |
d121 | Praise him, praise him, praise the Creator | | | | | | | |
d122 | Praises glad we shall be voicing in the land of great rejoicing | | | | | | | |
d123 | Pray without ceasing the Master said | | | | | | | |
d124 | Press along O care worn pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d125 | Pressing the battle in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d126 | Rocking on the billows | | | | | | | |
d127 | Safe in Jehovah's keeping | | | | | | | |
d128 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d129 | Savior again to Thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d130 | Scatter cheer far and near | | | | | | | |
d131 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d132 | Since my sins have been forgiven, I am on my | | | | | | | |
d133 | Since my soul is saved I'm on my way | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sing to the Lord of harvest | | | | | | | |
d135 | Singing on the journey to the better land | | | | | | | |
d136 | So many believe that themselves they can save | | | | | | | |
d137 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d138 | Some morning fair, my Lord will call | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sometimes when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
d140 | Soon I am going to a city so fair | | | | | | | |
d141 | Soon the night will end and the day be here | | | | | | | |
d142 | Soon this life will all be over | | | | | | | |
d143 | Sorrows often meet us here | | | | | | | |
d144 | Sweetly I trust in my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d145 | Swing the door of your heart open wide | | | | | | | |
d146 | The love of Christ has won me | | | | | | | |
d147 | The Savior now walks with me and sweetly | | | | | | | |
d148 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d149 | There is a land That God has planned | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is an unseen hand to me | | | | | | | |
d151 | There is rest for those who labor | | | | | | | |
d152 | There will come a day when the Lord shall say | | | | | | | |
d153 | There's a beautiful country yonder | | | | | | | |
d154 | There's a beautiful home far up in the sky | | | | | | | |
d155 | There's a country far beyond the starry sky | | | | | | | |
d156 | There's a God who's standing at heaven's door | | | | | | | |
d157 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d158 | There's a happy land of promise | | | | | | | |
d159 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d160 | There's a train that's bound for glory | | | | | | | |
d161 | They crucified our blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d162 | They were [gathered] in an [the] upper chamber | | | | | | | |
d163 | This is the song my heart is ever singing | | | | | | | |
d164 | Though in his word no record shows that smiling He could be | | | | | | | |
d165 | Though today you sigh, as the hours go by | | | | | | | |
d166 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
d167 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
d168 | Travel in the upward way | | | | | | | |
d169 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
d170 | Walking with Jesus along the way | | | | | | | |
d171 | Watchman, see, a storm is forming | | | | | | | |
d172 | We are fighting for Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d173 | We are traveling to a better land | | | | | | | |
d174 | We belong to Jesus our king | | | | | | | |
d175 | We have accepted Christ the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d176 | We need thee, Lord, we need thee now | | | | | | | |
d177 | We shall sing a sweeter song than now | | | | | | | |
d178 | We should not doubt our God supreme | | | | | | | |
d179 | We sing of God's love, we tell of his grace | | | | | | | |
d180 | We would be true to thee, Savior divine | | | | | | | |
d181 | We're looking for a city, the final soul's abode | | | | | | | |
d182 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d183 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d184 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d185 | When God shut Noah in the grand old ark | | | | | | | |
d186 | When Jesus comes some day for me | | | | | | | |
d187 | When Jesus our Lord had been out to pray | | | | | | | |
d188 | When my soul is singing in the [that] promised land above | | | | | | | |
d189 | When the storms are rolling o'er the path | | | | | | | |
d190 | When with the Savior we enter the glory land | | | | | | | |
d191 | Whenever a storm sweepeth o'er me | | | | | | | |
d192 | While on life's journey here below | | | | | | | |
d193 | Who is that calling for me to come | | | | | | | |
d194 | Why did my Savior come to earth | | | | | | | |
d195 | With Jesus I would ever be, His matchless name adore | | | | | | | |
d196 | Won't you hear the Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d197 | Words of love from above | | | | | | | |
d198 | Ye who love the Savior lowly | | | | | | | |
d199 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d200 | You may not understand why I am happy | | | | | | | |