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101 | You think I am poor and needy | | | | | | | |
102 | Tho' faith to move mountains | | | | | | | |
103 | What are the fruits the Spirit gives | | | | | | | |
104 | Our Jesus conquered ev'ry foe | | | | | | | |
105 | Tho' I speak with tongues of angels | | | | | | | |
106 | Bearing the fruit of the Spirit | | | | | | | |
107 | Tho' I should speak with angels' tongues | | | | | | | |
108 | O warm, warm heart of Jesus | | | | | | | |
109 | The Lord, the Lord is risen! | | | | | | | |
110 | Seek not for some far-off mission | | | | | | | |
111 | Are you ready for the coming | | | | | | | |
112 | Art thou waiting on the watch-tower | | | | | | | |
113 | Forward, champion, to the fight | | | | | | | |
114 | There is never a deed too small | | | | | | | |
115 | Lowly in mind, yet earnest and loving | | | | | | | |
116 | Ready, Savior, I would be | | | | | | | |
117 | Savior, make me more like Thee | | | | | | | |
118 | I've enlisted, I've enlisted | | | | | | | |
119 | Blessed Redeemer, Thy peace O send | | | | | | | |
120 | A two-fold loyalty we own | | | | | | | |
121 | We are sowing, ever sowing | | | | | | | |
122 | In the world, O Christian | | | | | | | |
123 | We're saved by hope--a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
124 | Forever to dwell in that happy place | | | | | | | |
125 | As flows the river, calm and deep | | | | | | | |
126 | To the Rock that is higher and greater than I | | | | | | | |
127 | O sweet promise so priceless and free! | | | | | | | |
128 | If fiery temptations encompass thy soul | | | | | | | |
129 | Baptize us anew With fire from on high | | | | | | | |
130 | Over the hills of Judea | | | | | | | |
131 | All along the Christian's pathway | | | | | | | |
132 | There's a city, bright and golden | | | | | | | |
133 | We shall not weep in heaven | | | | | | | |
134 | 'Tis love, 'tis love, 'tis wonderful love! | | | | | | | |
135 | Once there wandered o'er the earth | | | | | | | |
136 | Behold, the day is dawning | | | | | | | |
137 | Suffer the children to come unto me | | | | | | | |
138 | Far, far away, over the silent sea | | | | | | | |
139 | Who shall enter the city? | | | | | | | |
140 | Not for its walls of jasper | | | | | | | |
141 | O the raptures of the hour | | | | | | | |
142 | My Lord comes down, so friendly, free | | | | | | | |
143 | When the holy tent I view | | | | | | | |
144 | If a sorrow, dark and heavy | | | | | | | |
145 | Up, friends of Jesus, the harvest now is white | | | | | | | |
146 | Many mansions far above | | | | | | | |
147 | Love ev'ry one as God hath done | | | | | | | |
148 | Fight the fight, thy foes are many | | | | | | | |
149 | Lamb of God, with bleeding feet | | | | | | | |
150 | The sky is overcast with clouds of gloom | | | | | | | |
151 | The desert way is long and drear | | | | | | | |
152 | Dear Jesus, my Shepherd, on thee I rely | | | | | | | |
153 | Hark! the angel choir are singing | | | | | | | |
154 | More like Jesus, more like Jesus | | | | | | | |
155 | With longing eyes and weary feet | | | | | | | |
156 | Glorify the God who give Thee the life he loves to save | | | | | | | |
157 | When 'mid the darkness of the night | | | | | | | |
158 | Wonderful beyond all telling | | | | | | | |
159 | In pastures green, by waters still | | | | | | | |
160 | O, thou who hast sinned | | | | | | | |
161 | O city of the pearly gates | | | | | | | |
162 | We are pressing, onward pressing | | | | | | | |
163 | Just beside the river angels wait | | | | | | | |
164 | Oh, love, divine and wondrous deep | | | | | | | |
165 | Awaken, ye who slumber | | | | | | | |
166 | Sinner, wouldst thou be saved? | | | | | | | |
167 | Art thou sitting in the shadow? | | | | | | | |
168 | In glory now, where angels bow | | | | | | | |
169 | 'Tis in his people here below | | | | | | | |
170 | I will sing at morn of Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
171 | Sadly, O sadly, today we have come | | | | | | | |
172 | On the glittering spires and shimmering domes | | | | | | | |
173 | Looking backward thro' the year | | | | | | | |
174 | Oh, that land, that golden land | | | | | | | |
175 | On Zion's rock I take my stand | | | | | | | |
176 | Beautiful star of Bethlehem, shine | | | | | | | |
177 | If on earth, so meek and mild | | | | | | | |
178 | Faith sweet faith, is my strength and shield | | | | | | | |
179 | What is it flows in crimson stream? | | | | | | | |
180 | When thou comest into thy kingdom | | | | | | | |
181 | Loving, I'll go to the Savior's side | | | | | | | |
182 | We are singing, praises bringing | | | | | | | |
183 | Trav'ler, tho' thy feet are worn | | | | | | | |
184 | In the glorious coming days | | | | | | | |
185 | Lo, two of the Lord's disciples | | | | | | | |
186 | "Glory to God!" the angels are singing | | | | | | | |