| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | A glad message rings through the world today | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Are you distressed on life's weary road | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Birds sweetly carol in gladness | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Creeds there are unnumbered everywhere we go | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Dusky hands are reaching for the bread of life | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Gladly we come with the gifts | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
| d12 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
| d13 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d14 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
| d15 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
| d16 | I want to be a blessing, A blessing every day | | | | | | | |
| d17 | If there's trouble anywhere, and your soul is near despair | | | | | | | |
| d18 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I've a refuge in the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
| d20 | I've enlisted for Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d21 | Jesus calls the children dear | | | | | | | |
| d22 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
| d24 | Just a little smile from Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d25 | Just lean upon the arms of Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d26 | Lord, make me a winner of souls | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
| d28 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
| d29 | My heart is full of joy that nothing can destroy | | | | | | | |
| d30 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Sometime soon I pray 'twill be | | | | | | | |
| d32 | Standing by a purpose true | | | | | | | |
| d33 | Sure is my foundation, for I stand today | | | | | | | |
| d34 | That will be heaven when we get home | | | | | | | |
| d35 | The fight is on, the trumpet sound is ringing out | | | | | | | |
| d36 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d37 | Though dark the night and clouds look black | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Though you have wandered away | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Two little children were [came] strolling one day | | | | | | | |
| d41 | What do the flowers that bloom | | | | | | | |
| d42 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
| d43 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
| d44 | Who can touch our life | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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