# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A home in heaven, what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
d2 | A land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d3 | After all our sowing | | | | | | | |
d4 | Afterwhile I shall lay my armor | | | | | | | |
d5 | Are we almost there? are we almost there | | | | | | | |
d6 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d7 | At the gathering shades of | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d9 | Call them in, the poor, the wretched | | | | | | | |
d10 | Careworn traveler on life's ocean | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prize | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, let us walk as God | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come unto me, O hear the gentle call | | | | | | | |
d14 | Far from my blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d15 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I [I'll] pray | | | | | | | |
d16 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d19 | Have you heard the good news by the gospel proclaimed | | | | | | | |
d20 | How sad it would be, if when thou didst [dost] call | | | | | | | |
d21 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d22 | I am with thee every hour | | | | | | | |
d23 | I bring my sins to Thee, The sins I cannot count | | | | | | | |
d24 | I follow the footsteps of Jesus, my Lord | | | | | | | |
d25 | I have a home beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d26 | I know there's a hand | | | | | | | |
d27 | I long to hear the Savior say | | | | | | | |
d28 | I love to think of my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
d29 | I love to think of the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
d30 | I will ever seek the will | | | | | | | |
d31 | I will not leave you comfortless | | | | | | | |
d32 | In my early life while I'm young and strong | | | | | | | |
d33 | In yonder starry spaces | | | | | | | |
d34 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
d35 | Let the world no more beguile | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, dwell within my heart | | | | | | | |
d37 | Lord, speak to me, that I may | | | | | | | |
d38 | Loving words will cost but little | | | | | | | |
d39 | Many dear children have lived and died | | | | | | | |
d40 | Marching onward, marching onward | | | | | | | |
d41 | Mine eyes have seen the tokens of another Pentecost | | | | | | | |
d42 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d43 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d44 | My dearest, lovely, native land | | | | | | | |
d45 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d46 | My hand in Thine, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d47 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d48 | O how pleasing the prospect of home | | | | | | | |
d49 | O the blessed promise given | | | | | | | |
d50 | O when the Savior shall gather his jewels | | | | | | | |
d51 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d52 | Save me at the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d53 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d54 | Sing with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |
d55 | Sinner, the Master is seeking | | | | | | | |
d56 | Sitting at the feet of Jesus, O what words | | | | | | | |
d57 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d58 | Some mother's boy has wandered | | | | | | | |
d59 | Take my heart, dear Jesus | | | | | | | |
d60 | Tell it to Jesus, all of thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
d61 | The harvest field's already white | | | | | | | |
d62 | The Holy Spirit bids you come | | | | | | | |
d63 | The judgment is coming | | | | | | | |
d64 | The Lord forever reigneth | | | | | | | |
d65 | The Lord is good to me | | | | | | | |
d66 | There is a bright mansion | | | | | | | |
d67 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
d68 | There is a shining city | | | | | | | |
d69 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
d70 | There's a fountain free to all | | | | | | | |
d71 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d72 | There's a home over Jordan | | | | | | | |
d73 | Thou, O Shepherd, ever kind | | | | | | | |
d74 | Thousands stand beside the pool | | | | | | | |
d75 | Till we meet again may God's | | | | | | | |
d76 | We are toilers here | | | | | | | |
d77 | We'll all gather home in the morning | | | | | | | |
d78 | We've heard the glorious gospel sound | | | | | | | |
d79 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d80 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d81 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d82 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d83 | When the tempest high is raging as I sail | | | | | | | |
d84 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
d85 | White as snow, O what a promise | | | | | | | |
d86 | Who are these [those] arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
d87 | Why will you live without | | | | | | | |
d88 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d89 | Ye messengers of Jesus [grace], ye flaming heralds | | | | | | | |
d90 | Ye who bear a weight of sorrow | | | | | | | |