# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Come, little soldiers, 'list in the army | | | | | | | |
d2 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d3 | Hark, I hear sweet voices singing | | | | | | | |
d4 | Hark, those bell tones sweetly pealing | | | | | | | |
d5 | I am sweeping toward the golden gate | | | | | | | |
d6 | I am waiting upon the green shore | | | | | | | |
d7 | I'm going yonder bright glory | | | | | | | |
d8 | In her grave robes calmly sleeping | | | | | | | |
d9 | Jesus died on the tree | | | | | | | |
d10 | Jesus, I come to thee, Just as I am | | | | | | | |
d11 | O think not, dear children, because you are young | | | | | | | |
d12 | O wondrous story of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d13 | The morning sky [sun] is bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d14 | We love to sing together | | | | | | | |
d15 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d16 | We're coming, we're coming, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d17 | What sweet strains of music | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]