Bells of Heaven: a Choice Collection of Hymns and Tunes "New and Old"

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d301Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross
d302Standing on the promises of Christ our King
d303Still they resound as in days of old
d304Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d305Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d306Sweet is the time when tuneful notes are swelling
d307Sweet Sunday school, I love the place
d308Take my life, and let it be, consecrated
d309Take our hands in thine, dear Father
d310Tell it out among the heathen [nations] [people] that the Lord is King
d311Tell us what the Lord has done for you
d312Thanks be to Jesus, his mercy is free
d313The children may come to Jesus
d314The Christmas bells are ringing, Yes, ringing everywhere
d315The dearest spot on earth to me is home
d316The field is great, the grain is white
d317The great Physician now is near
d318The holy Christmas comes again
d319The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born
d320The little town of Bethlehem
d321The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter
d322The Master gave into my hand two jewels rich and rare
d323The Master wants workers, his harvest is white
d324The mercy of God is an ocean divine
d325The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d326The reapers now for many a day
d327The Sabbath bells the cheerful bells
d328The Savior called so lovingly
d329The Spirit is calling O do not delay
d330The sun has sunk behind the hills
d331The Sunday school army has gathered once more
d332The whole world was in darkness
d333There are hills beyond the valley where the river glideth by
d334There are wrecks along the shore
d335There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain
d336There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d337There is a harp whose thrilling sound
d338There is a life supremely fair
d339There is a Rock in a weary land
d340There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven
d341There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today
d342There'll come a time, a happy time
d343There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley
d344There's a field where we must labor
d345There's a great day coming, a great day coming
d346There's a light in the window of heaven
d347There's a rift in the clouds
d348There's an ark of safety, will you enter in
d349There's an evil in the land, put it down
d350There's many a lovely picture
d351Thine own we bring thee
d352This is the sweetest story, wonderful, strange
d353Thou art coming, blessed Jesus
d354Though dark the night and clouds look black
d355Though the night be dark and dreary, Though the way
d356Through the shining gate, Where the angels wait
d357Throw open the gates of the city, The beautiful city of gold
d358Throw out the life line across the dark wave
d359Till he come, O let the words
d360'Tis sweet, 'tis passing sweet to know
d361'Tis the last call of mercy that lingers for thee
d362'Tis thine alone, Almighty Name, to raise the dead to life
d363To the uttermost, uttermost wonderful word
d364'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
d365Twinkle, twinkle, Christmas star
d366Unanswered yet, the prayer your lips have pleaded
d367Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear
d368Wake the strain the glad refrain
d369Wanderer away from Jesus
d370Watchman, tell me, does the morning
d371We are a little gleaning band
d372We are happy little children, Gathered in our school today
d373We are little reapers, toiling
d374We are marching to the land of the saints over there
d375We are only little gleaners
d376We are sowing, ever sowing In the paths
d377We are youthful students
d378We dedicate this parting hour
d379We have come to sing the praise
d380We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love
d381We pray for thy blessing, dear Savior
d382We shall reach the river side
d383Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d384We're a faithful pilgrim band
d385We're a little Christian band
d386We're a little pilgrim band, Cheerfully we sing
d387What a fellowship, what a joy divine
d388What a glorious crown there is laid up in heaven
d389What are the tidings from above
d390What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain]
d391What though before me it is [be] dark
d392What though clouds are hovering o'er me
d393What wondrous peace and joy are mine
d394When deep in sin and folly
d395When I read the dear old story
d396When love comes like sunshine
d397When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er
d398When the toils of life are over And our weary journey's done
d399When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
d400When we have kept the faith fully

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