Gospel Quartets

Editor: J. R. Baxter
Publisher: Stamps Baxter Music and Pub. Co., Dallas, Tex., 1938
Language: English
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d101Near the cool, shady bank
d102Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee
d103No one has loved me like Jesus
d104No tears in heaven, no sorrows given
d105O let us be careful whle sowing our seed
d106O merry goes the time When the heart is young
d107O weep not for the joys that fade, Like evening lights away
d108O what wondrous love I see
d109O ye who wander in sin's dark valley
d110Oft in my dreams I wander
d111Oft when twilight gathers
d112Often in the night time
d113Often I've heard of heaven, wonderful country
d114Once I wandered from the Lord
d115Once I wandered in the wilderness of sin
d116One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er
d117Over my path here the storm clouds may roll
d118Over the river, shining forever
d119Over yonder, growing fonder of the absent
d120Precious memories, unseen angels sent from
d121Resting in the arms of Jesus, Free from all life's toil and care
d122Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
d123Shades of evening close not o'er us
d124Sin was once deceiving me
d125Since Jesus has pardoned me from sin
d126Sinner, how about your soul
d127Sitting at the feet of Jesus, watching
d128Sleep, thou little one, sleep
d129So many need help
d130Some glad morning, after while
d131Some of these days I'm going home where no sorrows ever come
d132Some on beds of ease
d133Someone will plead for salvation too late
d134Sometimes when misgivings darken the day
d135Soon the Lord is coming back
d136Soon this life will all be over
d137Soul, are you drifting along on the tide
d138Sweet is the song I am singing today
d139Tempted and tried we're oft made to [we often do] wonder [wander]
d140The old, old story, The story of the cross
d141The sands have been washed in the footprints
d142The shadows are falling
d143The time of his coming is nearing at last
d144The work of Christ's kingdom
d145There is a fountain filled, yes, filled
d146There is a home of pure delight
d147There is a rest for body and mind
d148There will be no shadows when we cross the great divide
d149There's a crown for your cross
d150There's a garden of Eden in glory
d151There's a grand old highway, built for you
d152There's a little pine log cabin
d153There's a wonderful dream home in glory
d154There's a wonderful lifegiving story
d155There's an old home place that I would like to see
d156They tried my Lord and Master
d157This world is not my home, I'm [only] just [a passing through] by
d158Though a burden bearing, never be despairing
d159Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I be
d160Though the earth was filled with sin
d161Though troubles oft sweep o'er my soul
d162Time is filled with swift transition
d163'Tis but a little sleep, and weary eyes
d164To that heavenly home, blest thought to me
d165To the world in its sorrow
d166Travelers upon your journey
d167Trusting Jesus Christ, my Lord
d168We are climbing Jacob's golden ladder
d169We are going down the valley
d170We may not know the meaning here of sorrows
d171We often sing the gospel story
d172We read of a beautiful heaven
d173What a wonderful feeling, just to know he is mine
d174Whatsoever may be before me
d175When all the world, enslaved by sin
d176When all your friends forsake you
d177When I was lost in sin and disgrace
d178When I was wandering in the night
d179When the bells of joy ring out
d180When the day is ended with its
d181When the morning light you see
d182When the precious Savior greets you
d183When the Savior calls I will answer
d184When the storms of life beat sore
d185When the storms sweep o'er me
d186When we yield our all to the Savior's call
d187When your heart is bleeding
d188Whence comes the peace that
d189While going onward through life
d190While I sail life's rolling sea
d191While the blessed dead are sleeping
d192Who O who went to Calvary's
d193Why should I fear; Is he not
d194Why spend your life with God
d195Wonderful is Jesus, our matchless King
d196Wonderful things of folks are said
d197You are drifting away, my poor brother
d198You are drifting on life's ocean

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