# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Angels hover gently round | | | | | | | |
d2 | Are you yielding to the wrong | | | | | | | |
d3 | As weary I wander o'er this toilsome | | | | | | | |
d4 | Blessed Jesus, loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d5 | Blessed Savior, we will come to thee | | | | | | | |
d6 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d7 | By faith, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d8 | Cast all your cares on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d9 | Children may sing of the Savior above | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, ye thirsty souls | | | | | | | |
d12 | Consecrate thyself, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d13 | Dark is the pathway | | | | | | | |
d14 | Gaily sing, gaily sing | | | | | | | |
d15 | Go tell unto Jesus | | | | | | | |
d16 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hear the shouting of the armies | | | | | | | |
d18 | Heavenly home, heavenly home, precious name | | | | | | | |
d19 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d20 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d21 | I have dreamed sweet dreams of a better home | | | | | | | |
d22 | I know not the way I shall | | | | | | | |
d23 | I know there's a rest | | | | | | | |
d24 | I know we shall meet | | | | | | | |
d25 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d26 | I will cling to the Rock | | | | | | | |
d27 | I will love the Holy Bible | | | | | | | |
d28 | In that beautiful home over there, by and by | | | | | | | |
d29 | In that bright and golden city | | | | | | | |
d30 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
d31 | In the realms of glory waiting | | | | | | | |
d32 | In the shadow of his wings | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus now is my salvation | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus of Nazareth to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus, the merciful Savior | | | | | | | |
d36 | Let us gather at the fountain | | | | | | | |
d37 | Lift ye up a banner | | | | | | | |
d38 | Longing for home | | | | | | | |
d39 | Lord of hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
d40 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d41 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d42 | O exalt the King with gladness | | | | | | | |
d43 | O how cheerful the day | | | | | | | |
d44 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d45 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
d46 | O'er barren mountains, bold and high | | | | | | | |
d47 | Often sad and dreary is our morning | | | | | | | |
d48 | Out on the highways wherever we [you] go | | | | | | | |
d49 | Reaping the harvest so bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d50 | Save me at the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d51 | Savior, we our tuneful voices | | | | | | | |
d52 | Sing for Jesus, sing for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d53 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d54 | Take up thy cross, the Savior said, If thou wouldst my disciple be | | | | | | | |
d55 | Tell us something more of the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d56 | That star gives light for all | | | | | | | |
d57 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d58 | The Holy Spirit bids you come | | | | | | | |
d59 | The Lord will send his angels down | | | | | | | |
d60 | The sun is shining brightly | | | | | | | |
d61 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d62 | There's a cry from Macedonia | | | | | | | |
d63 | There's a fountain clear | | | | | | | |
d64 | There's a fountain of delight | | | | | | | |
d65 | There's a land we are told | | | | | | | |
d66 | There's a welcome, blest, that my soul shall hear | | | | | | | |
d67 | There's a wondrous, wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d68 | They that sow in tears | | | | | | | |
d69 | Thought by thought we are | | | | | | | |
d70 | To learn of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d71 | Today God is telling a wonderful story | | | | | | | |
d72 | Up and away, like the dew of the morning | | | | | | | |
d73 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d74 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d75 | We are children of the Band | | | | | | | |
d76 | We are gathering in | | | | | | | |
d77 | We are little travelers, marching home to God | | | | | | | |
d78 | We will work, we will work | | | | | | | |
d79 | Whatever your trouble may be | | | | | | | |
d80 | When from earth [the earth] we pass away | | | | | | | |
d81 | When I awake in that [the] sweet morn of morns | | | | | | | |
d82 | When the ear no longer heareth | | | | | | | |
d83 | When the evening shadows gather | | | | | | | |
d84 | When thou hast sown the precious seed | | | | | | | |
d85 | When we walk amid the shadows | | | | | | | |
d86 | Who may seek the Savior's | | | | | | | |
d87 | Why the way is hedged | | | | | | | |
d88 | Will the white robed angels meet us | | | | | | | |
d89 | With earnest consecration the Lord's commands fullfill | | | | | | | |
d90 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d91 | Your garments soiled | | | | | | | |
d92 | Zion is marching on to the conflict | | | | | | | |