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d1 | A little while and then the summer day | | | | | | | |
d2 | A little while to wait, and watch and wonder | | | | | | | |
d3 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d4 | Across the borderland is sunlight | | | | | | | |
d5 | After the storm that sweeps the sea | | | | | | | |
d6 | Angels are always singing | | | | | | | |
d7 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d8 | Be not aweary for labor will cease | | | | | | | |
d9 | Beautiful valley of Eden! Sweet is thy noon-tide calm | | | | | | | |
d10 | Beckoning [Beautiful] hands at the gateway tonight | | | | | | | |
d11 | Beyond the sunset and the shade | | | | | | | |
d12 | Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning | | | | | | | |
d13 | Beyond the swiftly passing years | | | | | | | |
d14 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d16 | Down by a river where the breezes blow | | | | | | | |
d17 | Face to face with Christ my Savior | | | | | | | |
d18 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d19 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d20 | God understands your sorrow | | | | | | | |
d21 | God's tomorrow is a day of gladness | | | | | | | |
d22 | God's way is the best way | | | | | | | |
d23 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d24 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d25 | I am waiting for the dawning of the morning | | | | | | | |
d26 | I do not know, why [how] oft round me | | | | | | | |
d27 | I have heard of a land on a far away strand | | | | | | | |
d28 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d29 | I have read in God's word of a wonderful land | | | | | | | |
d30 | I hear it in the midnight hour | | | | | | | |
d31 | I know I shall not sail alone | | | | | | | |
d32 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d33 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
d34 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d35 | If I have wounded any [a] soul today | | | | | | | |
d36 | If I walk in the pathway of duty | | | | | | | |
d37 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d38 | In a lonely graveyard [churchyard], many miles away | | | | | | | |
d39 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d40 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d41 | In the land of fadeless day | | | | | | | |
d42 | In the time of roses | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d44 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d45 | Just a few more days to be filled with praise | | | | | | | |
d46 | Just beyond the river Jordan, just across its | | | | | | | |
d47 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d48 | Lest I lose my way and wander | | | | | | | |
d49 | Like the fragrance of flowers | | | | | | | |
d50 | Morning with Jesus when labor is ended | | | | | | | |
d51 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d52 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d53 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d54 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d55 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d56 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d57 | On the other side is a land of wonder | | | | | | | |
d58 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d59 | Over the river faces I see | | | | | | | |
d60 | Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin | | | | | | | |
d61 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d62 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d63 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
d64 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d65 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d66 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d67 | Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest | | | | | | | |
d68 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
d69 | Some day the silver cord will break, and I | | | | | | | |
d70 | Some day 'twill all be over | | | | | | | |
d71 | Some day, we say, and turn our eyes | | | | | | | |
d72 | Some say the sun of life shall set | | | | | | | |
d73 | Some sweet day I shall enter a place | | | | | | | |
d74 | Somebody knows when your heart aches | | | | | | | |
d75 | Soon will come the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d76 | Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh | | | | | | | |
d77 | Sunset and evening star and one clear call for me | | | | | | | |
d78 | Sweetly abiding, kept by his power | | | | | | | |
d79 | The day may be dreary, the way may seem long | | | | | | | |
d80 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d81 | The sands have been washed in the footprints | | | | | | | |
d82 | There are loved ones in the [up in] [now in] glory | | | | | | | |
d83 | There are no fears in the presence of God | | | | | | | |
d84 | There are shadows of sorrow that darken life's way They are only shadows | | | | | | | |
d85 | There are sorrows which for us are hard to bear | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is a gate that stands ajar And through its portals gleaming | | | | | | | |
d87 | There is a home eternal, beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d88 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d89 | There is a name to me so dear | | | | | | | |
d90 | There is one loved me so that for me he died | | | | | | | |
d91 | There'll be light in the sky, from the palace on high | | | | | | | |
d92 | There's a blessed homeland, waiting over there | | | | | | | |
d93 | There's a garden of memory kissed by the sun | | | | | | | |
d94 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
d95 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d96 | There's a land where the birds are ever singing | | | | | | | |
d97 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d98 | There's no disappointment in heaven, no weariness | | | | | | | |
d99 | They tell of a city far up in the sky | | | | | | | |
d100 | Trials dark on every hand | | | | | | | |