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| d1 | An erring mortal once was I | | | | | | | |
| d2 | As I go onward with the Lord divine | | | | | | | |
| d3 | As you go through life, mid the care and strife | | | | | | | |
| d4 | By the world's deceitfulness, and sin | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Come, come, come, come friends, friends, friends | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Come, rejoicing in the love of Christ | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Days may seem long, life have no song | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Drifting in the current of life's stream | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I [I'll] pray | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Find the need of those about you | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Find the need of those about you | | | | | | | |
| d14 | Friends, we now offer a tribute of song | | | | | | | |
| d15 | From heaven there blossomed on earth one day | | | | | | | |
| d16 | God is our refuge, God is our strength | | | | | | | |
| d17 | Great Redeemer, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
| d18 | Happy indeed I am, praising the precious Lamb | | | | | | | |
| d19 | Happy road that leads to heaven's home | | | | | | | |
| d20 | Here the way leads through sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d21 | His praise I sing with gladness | | | | | | | |
| d22 | Holy Spirit, have thine own way | | | | | | | |
| d23 | I am going to a better country | | | | | | | |
| d24 | I am in the King's highway | | | | | | | |
| d25 | I found Jesus at Mount Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d26 | I have a great Redeemer, sent down from heaven | | | | | | | |
| d27 | I have a home that's bright and fair | | | | | | | |
| d28 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
| d29 | I walked life's way with easy tread | | | | | | | |
| d30 | I was sinking down in sin's shifting sand | | | | | | | |
| d31 | If we would live for Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d32 | If you wish to be triumphant | | | | | | | |
| d33 | I'm a weary, way worn pilgrim, traveling | | | | | | | |
| d34 | I'm nearing the end of life's journey | | | | | | | |
| d35 | In a city, somewhere, is a light that gleams | | | | | | | |
| d36 | In God's country up in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d37 | In that city eternal, far beyond the starry sky | | | | | | | |
| d38 | In thy presence, Lord, I kneel | | | | | | | |
| d39 | I've secured my reservation | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Jesus is my sunshine all along the way | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Let me go home in the morning | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Let's sing again, and not be cross or blue | | | | | | | |
| d43 | Lord, thou hast saved this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
| d44 | Love is the key to heaven's door | | | | | | | |
| d45 | My hands a helpful work shall do | | | | | | | |
| d46 | My heart and my hand I would give thee | | | | | | | |
| d47 | O how I love Jesus he's precious to me | | | | | | | |
| d48 | O how often I think of the loved ones gone | | | | | | | |
| d49 | O I long for that glad morning | | | | | | | |
| d50 | Often we gather here to sing the praise | | | | | | | |
| d51 | Onward with the King of glory | | | | | | | |
| d52 | Open the gate, the heavenly gate | | | | | | | |
| d53 | Shelter me, O Lord, make me pure and whole | | | | | | | |
| d54 | Since I've known he died all my sins to hide | | | | | | | |
| d55 | Since my sins are washed away | | | | | | | |
| d56 | Sing a happy song each day down life's rough | | | | | | | |
| d57 | Sometimes the path may rugged be | | | | | | | |
| d58 | The beauty of each fragrant flower | | | | | | | |
| d59 | The depth of love the Father has | | | | | | | |
| d60 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
| d61 | The last day's sun of life is sinking | | | | | | | |
| d62 | The time has come when we singers must part | | | | | | | |
| d63 | There are days that we all have forgotten | | | | | | | |
| d64 | There's a great choir gathering up in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d65 | There's an old home, by the side of the lane | | | | | | | |
| d66 | Though my path sometimes is drear on the pilgrim | | | | | | | |
| d67 | Though shadows sweep over the pathway | | | | | | | |
| d68 | Though we here but dimly see | | | | | | | |
| d69 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
| d70 | To Jesus I am clinging, and of his grace | | | | | | | |
| d71 | To Jesus, the Savior, all honor be | | | | | | | |
| d72 | Waiting the summons that shall call me | | | | | | | |
| d73 | Wake, my soul, and praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
| d74 | We are daily pressing on | | | | | | | |
| d75 | What a friend we have in Jesus, Mother used to sing | | | | | | | |
| d76 | When I am walking shadowed pathways | | | | | | | |
| d77 | When I think of that city that John saw descending | | | | | | | |
| d78 | When I was lost the Lord saved me | | | | | | | |
| d79 | When skies are dreary all the day | | | | | | | |
| d80 | When the great judgment morning shall dawn | | | | | | | |
| d81 | When the Savior comes from heaven | | | | | | | |
| d82 | When the shadows fall like a gloomy wall and the | | | | | | | |
| d83 | When the time shall come for us to go | | | | | | | |
| d84 | When the trump of God shall sound and the dead | | | | | | | |
| d85 | When they ring the golden bells | | | | | | | |
| d86 | When troubles come and sorrows deep o'er-take you | | | | | | | |
| d87 | When we shall cross o'er the river some morning | | | | | | | |
| d88 | Whether cares of life oppress or joys abound | | | | | | | |
| d89 | While traveling through these lowlands | | | | | | | |
| d90 | Why did the Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d91 | Why go I thirsty | | | | | | | |
| d92 | Wonderful story, Jesus from glory came in sorrow | | | | | | | |
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