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401 | When the night shades gently are falling | | | | | | | |
402 | Though troubles oft surround you | | | | | | | |
403 | Softly the night is falling On Bethlehem's fair hill | | | | | | | |
404 | Tho' the dark clouds roll O'er your troubled soul | | | | | | | |
405 | God loved the world of sinners lost And ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
406 | There are burdens to be borne, For the world is tired and worn | | | | | | | |
407 | Search o'er the heart, weary world | | | | | | | |
408 | I am living on the mountain heights | | | | | | | |
409 | Above the mire, above the clay, Above life's restless sea | | | | | | | |
410 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
411 | There's no friend to me like Jesus | | | | | | | |
412 | Shall I be condemned forever, If I to the Lord draw near | | | | | | | |
413 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
414 | Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling | | | | | | | |
415 | Send a revival, O Christ, my Lord | | | | | | | |
416 | Come into my heart, blessed Jesus, Come into my heart, I pray | | | | | | | |
417 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
418 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
419 | Ready to suffer grief or pain | | | | | | | |
420 | Keep on praying till you pray it thro' | | | | | | | |
421 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
422 | Living for Jesus a life that is true | | | | | | | |
423 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
424 | It may be in the valley, where countless dangers hide | | | | | | | |
425 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
426 | Good morning to you | | | | | | | |
427 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
428 | Holy Spirit, like the dew | | | | | | | |
429 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
430 | Little baby in the manger | | | | | | | |
431 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
432 | Only believe, only believe; All things are possible | | | | | | | |
433 | Gone from my heart the world and [with] all its charms | | | | | | | |
434 | To and fro the church bells swing | | | | | | | |
435 | "Good morning, good morning, God gives the morning" | | | | | | | |
436 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
437 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
438 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
439 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
440 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
441 | Jesus loves the little children, All the children of the world | | | | | | | |
442 | From the fields so white with harvest | | | | | | | |
443 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
444 | Shall I crucify my Savior, When for me He bore such loss? | | | | | | | |
445 | Who can tell how great the love Christ reveals to me | | | | | | | |
446 | A ruler once came to Jesus by night, To ask Him the way of salvation and light | | | | | | | |
447 | In shady, green pastures, so rich and so sweet | | | | | | | |
448 | O the best friend to have is Jesus | | | | | | | |
449 | O what a blessed Christ is mine | | | | | | | |
450 | Deep down in my heart there is gladness today | | | | | | | |
451 | There is never a day so dreary | | | | | | | |
452 | The Shepherd of Love is seeking the lost In paths that are rough and steep | | | | | | | |
453 | Behold the Savior kneeling there; like sweat flow drops of blood | | | | | | | |
454 | I am satisfied with Jesus, He has done so much for me | | | | | | | |
455 | Some day, I know not where or when | | | | | | | |
456 | Have I grieved thy Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
457 | Open my [mine] eyes that I may see Glimpses of truth | | | | | | | |
458 | There is One who knows all about you | | | | | | | |
459 | There was One who was willing to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
460 | Long have we sought eternal life | | | | | | | |
461 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |
462 | My confidence in Jesus grows stronger every day | | | | | | | |
463 | On life's pathway I am never lonely | | | | | | | |
464 | I come to the garden alone, While the dew is still on the roses | | | | | | | |
465 | The service of Jesus true pleasure affords | | | | | | | |
466 | God never disappoints, he is my Guide | | | | | | | |
467 | Christ the Savior came from heaven's glory | | | | | | | |
468 | I've found a Friend who is all to me | | | | | | | |
469 | Love sent my Savior to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
470 | When I shall come to the end of my way | | | | | | | |
471 | 'Neath the stars of the night, Walked the Savior of light | | | | | | | |
472 | 'Twill not be long, the burdens now we carry | | | | | | | |
473 | Sometime all sorrows shall [will] be o'er | | | | | | | |
474 | How do I know that Christ is mine | | | | | | | |
475 | We sail along in our little boats | | | | | | | |
476 | When wilt thou save the [thy] people | | | | | | | |
477 | One door and only one, and yet its sides are two | | | | | | | |
478 | The path of the just is as a shining light | | | | | | | |
479 | Speak to my heart, Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
480 | Out in the highways and by ways of life | | | | | | | |
481 | In a land of sin and doubt | | | | | | | |
482 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
483 | List to the voice of the Savior Coming from heaven | | | | | | | |
484 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
485 | There's a dear and precious book | | | | | | | |
486 | As I travel this world over | | | | | | | |
487 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
488 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
489 | How wondrous the love of my Savior to me | | | | | | | |
490 | From all the dark places | | | | | | | |
491 | Sing to the Lord a new song | | | | | | | |
492 | Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest | | | | | | | |
493 | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
494 | Who at my door is standing, Patiently drawing near | | | | | | | |
495 | Soldiers of the cross arise! Lo! your Leader from the skies | | | | | | | |
496 | As we gather in Thy presence; What a blessed, sacred hour! | | | | | | | |
497 | Love, wonderful love of God, So boundless and so free | | | | | | | |
498 | Let the beauty of Jesus be seen in me, All his wonderful passion and purity | | | | | | | |
499 | On to the work he has given | | | | | | | |
500 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |