# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | There's a land of peerless beauty | | | | | | | |
d202 | There's a voice in the air | | | | | | | |
d203 | There's beauty in the sunshine | | | | | | | |
d204 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d205 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
d206 | This life is a battle 'gainst Satan and sin | | | | | | | |
d207 | This life is a race, And brief is the space | | | | | | | |
d208 | This world is not my home, I know | | | | | | | |
d209 | This world's a wilderness, and dangers cluster | | | | | | | |
d210 | To thee, my God and [my] Savior, my heart | | | | | | | |
d211 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d212 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d213 | We are homeward bound to the land of light [life] and love | | | | | | | |
d214 | We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
d215 | We soon shall leave this foreign land | | | | | | | |
d216 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d217 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
d218 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d219 | We're marching to the camp above | | | | | | | |
d220 | We're passing along to our home in the skies | | | | | | | |
d221 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d222 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
d223 | What to me are earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
d224 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d225 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d226 | When Jesus, the meek, and the lowly, was here | | | | | | | |
d227 | When many to the Savior's feet | | | | | | | |
d228 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d229 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d230 | When we are twenty one boys | | | | | | | |
d231 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d232 | Who shall sing if not the children | | | | | | | |
d233 | Would you be as angels are | | | | | | | |
d234 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d235 | Youthful pilgrims, whither bound | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]