# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Our Savior will direct our steps | | | | | | | |
d102 | Out on life's ocean, tossed by the billows | | | | | | | |
d103 | Over the river, loved ones are gathering | | | | | | | |
d104 | Over there are many mansions | | | | | | | |
d105 | Precious Savior come thou near me | | | | | | | |
d106 | Precious Savior faithful guide | | | | | | | |
d107 | Put on thy strength O man of God, prepare | | | | | | | |
d108 | Redemption's song how sweet to sing | | | | | | | |
d109 | Rest securely on thy Savior | | | | | | | |
d110 | Rich possessions are in store | | | | | | | |
d111 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d112 | Sacred star shine on us from heaven's blue | | | | | | | |
d113 | See the Savior in the garden, in the lone | | | | | | | |
d114 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
d115 | She had heard about the heathen | | | | | | | |
d116 | Shout the praises of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d117 | Sinner, won't you come to Jesus, leave your dark | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sitting at the feet of Jesus, O what words | | | | | | | |
d119 | Sowing and reaping for Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
d120 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d121 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d122 | Stop, dear sinner, Jesus calls | | | | | | | |
d123 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d124 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d125 | The gospel voice is sounding, o turn ye | | | | | | | |
d126 | The grave is not our final home | | | | | | | |
d127 | The lifeboat is sailing, is sailing along | | | | | | | |
d128 | The light of the gospel is beaming today | | | | | | | |
d129 | The love of Jesus in my soul | | | | | | | |
d130 | The Savior in tender compassion invites you | | | | | | | |
d131 | The Savior is calling dear dear sinner today | | | | | | | |
d132 | The Savior is calling now sinner | | | | | | | |
d133 | The time has come when we must part we hope to meet | | | | | | | |
d134 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d135 | There is a great fountain of cleansing from sin | | | | | | | |
d136 | There is a home, a peaceful home, A home of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d137 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d138 | There is a place of peace and love | | | | | | | |
d139 | There's a bright and lovely city | | | | | | | |
d140 | There's a city of light, mid the stars we are told | | | | | | | |
d141 | There's a Stranger standing at the door | | | | | | | |
d142 | Thou art gone, our precious darling | | | | | | | |
d143 | Through the white and waiting fields | | | | | | | |
d144 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d145 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d146 | 'Tis religion that can give in the light | | | | | | | |
d147 | 'Tis the same old gospel story, that was preached to sons | | | | | | | |
d148 | To that land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
d149 | To them that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
d150 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d151 | Trusting in Jesus, O wonderful theme | | | | | | | |
d152 | 'Twas when I was lost he came to my rescue | | | | | | | |
d153 | View the Savior on the cross | | | | | | | |
d154 | Wayworn and weary, alone in the world | | | | | | | |
d155 | We are marching on, to the land of light | | | | | | | |
d156 | We are marching onward, in this sinful land | | | | | | | |
d157 | We are out on life's great ocean | | | | | | | |
d158 | We are sweeping through the land, with the sword | | | | | | | |
d159 | We are walking today, with our Savior and King | | | | | | | |
d160 | We come tonight to sing in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
d161 | Weary sinner, heed the call, gently pleading with | | | | | | | |
d162 | Weary, wayworn sinner, on the broad highway | | | | | | | |
d163 | Weary worn, pilgrim now sighing for rest | | | | | | | |
d164 | We're nearing the gates of the city so fair | | | | | | | |
d165 | We're sailing o'er an ocean wide | | | | | | | |
d166 | When I am by his side | | | | | | | |
d167 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d168 | When Jesus shall come from the mansions above | | | | | | | |
d169 | When Jesus was slain, on Calvary's height | | | | | | | |
d170 | When my heart is sad and lonely | | | | | | | |
d171 | When my walk is close lwith Jesus | | | | | | | |
d172 | When sorrows thickly gather o'er me | | | | | | | |
d173 | When temptations round me hover | | | | | | | |
d174 | When the billows roll the highest | | | | | | | |
d175 | When the clouds are gone, and morning dawns | | | | | | | |
d176 | When you feel that you could never shed a tear | | | | | | | |
d177 | While speeding along through life here below | | | | | | | |
d178 | While the endless ages roll | | | | | | | |
d179 | Why should I live in these sorrows and tears | | | | | | | |
d180 | With care and sorrow laden | | | | | | | |
d181 | Words of Jesus, may they ever | | | | | | | |
d182 | Would you in that meeting, of the great soul | | | | | | | |
d183 | Ye who would know the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d184 | You are so far away from home | | | | | | | |