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d1 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the king, Emmanuel | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d6 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d7 | As I journey through this vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d8 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blessed Jesus, hold my hand | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d12 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d13 | Careless soul, why will you linger | | | | | | | |
d14 | Child memories and Mother's Day | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come to Jesus! He will save you Though your sins as crimson glow | | | | | | | |
d17 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d18 | Glory, hallulujah, I shall not be moved | | | | | | | |
d19 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d20 | Happy am I and cloudless the sky | | | | | | | |
d21 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d22 | Have faith in God when paths are dark and drear | | | | | | | |
d23 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d24 | He knows the bitter, weary way | | | | | | | |
d25 | Hear the blessed Savior calling the oppressed | | | | | | | |
d26 | Heavenly love was all that could help me | | | | | | | |
d27 | Here among the shadows [living] in a lonely land | | | | | | | |
d28 | Here I stand beside death's chilly waters | | | | | | | |
d29 | How oft the happy mountain top we leave behind | | | | | | | |
d30 | How sweet and happy seem those days | | | | | | | |
d31 | I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d32 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d33 | I am making known to others | | | | | | | |
d34 | I am on my homeward journey | | | | | | | |
d35 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d36 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d37 | I am weak but thou art strong | | | | | | | |
d38 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d39 | I don't know about tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d40 | I dreamed I went to that city called glory | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d42 | I have good news to bring and that is why I sing | | | | | | | |
d43 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d44 | I have the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart | | | | | | | |
d45 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d46 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d47 | I heard an old, old story | | | | | | | |
d48 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d49 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d50 | I need the prayers of those I love, while traveling | | | | | | | |
d51 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d52 | I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in | | | | | | | |
d53 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d54 | I was sinking deep in sin | | | | | | | |
d55 | I was wandering far from Jesus | | | | | | | |
d56 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d57 | I will sing the wondrous story, of the Christ | | | | | | | |
d58 | If I should be living when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
d59 | If Jesus leads this army | | | | | | | |
d60 | If when you give the best of your service | | | | | | | |
d61 | If working and praying has any reward | | | | | | | |
d62 | I'm glad Jesus came, glory to his name | | | | | | | |
d63 | I'm in the way, the bright and shining way | | | | | | | |
d64 | I'm just atraveling through this pilgrim land | | | | | | | |
d65 | I'm satisfied with just a cottage below | | | | | | | |
d66 | In my Father's house are many mansions | | | | | | | |
d67 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d68 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide | | | | | | | |
d69 | I've got a home in glory land | | | | | | | |
d70 | I've heard about a city of splendor untold | | | | | | | |
d71 | I've seen the lightning [lightnings] [flash] flashing, And heard the thunder roll | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d75 | Jesus, the Savior, came down from above | | | | | | | |
d76 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
d77 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d78 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d79 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
d80 | Laying up my treasures in that home above | | | | | | | |
d81 | Living below in this old sinful world | | | | | | | |
d82 | Lord, how well do I know I'll have little to | | | | | | | |
d83 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d84 | Makes me love everybody | | | | | | | |
d85 | My heavenly home is bright and fair, I feel like traveling on | | | | | | | |
d86 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d87 | My soul was astray, I wandered away | | | | | | | |
d88 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d89 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d90 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d91 | O glorious morn, O Easter dawn | | | | | | | |
d92 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d93 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d94 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d95 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
d96 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d97 | O thou blessed Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d98 | Oft I am weary, the pathway seems dreary | | | | | | | |
d99 | Often I'm hindered on my way | | | | | | | |
d100 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |