# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Battle-fought, go forth to the conflict | | | | | | | |
d2 | Crossing the river, bound for the heavenly shore | | | | | | | |
d3 | Death has again bereft us, again we've said goodbye | | | | | | | |
d4 | Farewell, farewell, may Jesus guide and keep you | | | | | | | |
d5 | From us thou hast been called away | | | | | | | |
d6 | Here's the song our old clock sings | | | | | | | |
d7 | Home is always happy, if the Lord is there | | | | | | | |
d8 | How sweet to know that, while we bear | | | | | | | |
d9 | I know that foes are always near | | | | | | | |
d10 | I saw her in a pasture lot | | | | | | | |
d11 | In the presence of Jesus, the King | | | | | | | |
d12 | In the west descended, has the golden sun | | | | | | | |
d13 | Jesus doth lead, and we gladly follow | | | | | | | |
d14 | Jim used to have a steady job and lots of dough | | | | | | | |
d15 | Let the battle rage | | | | | | | |
d16 | Little lanterns we must be | | | | | | | |
d17 | Loved one, farewell, we look once more | | | | | | | |
d18 | O sing today, and praise the mighty Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d19 | Once on a time there was a man, His name was Peter | | | | | | | |
d20 | Once while strolling with my girl | | | | | | | |
d21 | One friend, more than any other | | | | | | | |
d22 | Sing, redeemed of every nation | | | | | | | |
d23 | Sitting in a corner, on a Sunday eve | | | | | | | |
d24 | Ten little sowers for Jesus we are | | | | | | | |
d25 | There is a gate that stands ajar | | | | | | | |
d26 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d27 | There's a sorrowless, painless, happy land | | | | | | | |
d28 | Thou art safe with Jesus, friend of sunny days | | | | | | | |
d29 | Thou hast gone to yonder city | | | | | | | |
d30 | Wait until I meet that fellow with a wart upon his nose | | | | | | | |
d31 | We come with merry songs and gay | | | | | | | |
d32 | What a multitude of singers will surround the throne | | | | | | | |
d33 | When the path is muddy and the night is dark | | | | | | | |
d34 | When the storms of life are raging I just cling | | | | | | | |
d35 | Where the glory songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
d36 | Where'er I go, my Lord will lead | | | | | | | |
d37 | Work on with purpose true | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]