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1 | When you reach your home in glory | | | | | | | |
2 | At your feet every moment, my brother | | | | | | | |
3 | Pilgrims for Jesus in a lowland of sin | | | | | | | |
4 | Brother, what of the seed you are sowing | | | | | | | |
5 | No tears in heaven, no sorrows given | | | | | | | |
6 | When the morning light you see | | | | | | | |
7 | Though a burden bearing, never be despairing | | | | | | | |
8 | I have had a happy vision of a distant better land | | | | | | | |
9 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
10 | As I travel through life with its trouble and strife | | | | | | | |
11 | Crossing the river, bound for the heavenly shore | | | | | | | |
12 | My precious Savior suffered pain and agony | | | | | | | |
13 | Sail on O soul though the waves | | | | | | | |
14 | I'm just a weary pilgrim plodding through this world of sin | | | | | | | |
15 | Good morning, fellow pilgrims | | | | | | | |
16 | In the Bible we read of a city where the faithful | | | | | | | |
17 | When the storms of life are raging stand by me | | | | | | | |
18 | Just a little while to tarry in this vale of grief and tears | | | | | | | |
19 | Sorrow's dark clouds gather o'er me | | | | | | | |
20 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
21 | O my precious, loving Savior, lend to me a helping hand | | | | | | | |
22 | Some people go to church on Sunday | | | | | | | |
23 | I met a sister the other day | | | | | | | |
24 | There's a rainbow of love that is pointing above | | | | | | | |
25 | When the Savior calls I will answer | | | | | | | |
26 | She's a little old fashioned | | | | | | | |
27 | We have lost our dear, sweet mother | | | | | | | |
28 | I dreamed I saw mother in heaven | | | | | | | |
29 | Christ has no hands but our hands | | | | | | | |
30 | If you would make the world brighter | | | | | | | |
31 | O what wondrous love I see | | | | | | | |
32 | If you should reach heaven before I arrive | | | | | | | |
33 | We are climbing Jacob's golden ladder | | | | | | | |
34 | I've left the land of Egypt | | | | | | | |
35 | 'Tis sweet to remember the love of my Lord who suffered on dark Calvary | | | | | | | |
36 | I have naught to fear on my journey here | | | | | | | |
37 | When my soul is singing in the [that] promised land above | | | | | | | |
38 | O the shadows of the evening were falling | | | | | | | |
39 | We will meet with disappointments | | | | | | | |
40 | Whosoever may be before me | | | | | | | |
41 | If with pleasure you are viewing | | | | | | | |
42 | Brother afar from the Savior today | | | | | | | |
43 | The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want, He leadeth me night and day | | | | | | | |
44 | Often in dreaming I see a glad land | | | | | | | |
45 | I am going up to heaven fair | | | | | | | |
46 | Though the sorrows of life press me sore | | | | | | | |
47 | Sorrows surround us while treading life's road | | | | | | | |
48 | Sometimes when misgivings darken the day | | | | | | | |
49 | Life is dreary, you are weary Teardrops fall like rain | | | | | | | |
50 | Dear friend, are you trusting the Savior today | | | | | | | |
51 | He knows the bitter, weary way | | | | | | | |
52 | I'm walking in the gospel way | | | | | | | |
53 | Sleep, thou little one, sleep | | | | | | | |
54 | Over the river faces I see | | | | | | | |
55 | There is a city supernal God has prepared | | | | | | | |
56 | Fearing the storm no more | | | | | | | |
57 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
58 | Was it for me the Savior came and bore the cross | | | | | | | |
59 | O love surpassing knowledge | | | | | | | |
60 | Our days on earth are numbered | | | | | | | |
61 | When I was lost in sin and disgrace | | | | | | | |
62 | Is there heavy weight of care | | | | | | | |
63 | Earth holds no treasures but perish with using | | | | | | | |
64 | The noonday sun is shining | | | | | | | |
65 | How sweet and happy seem those days | | | | | | | |
66 | Many souls are wandering from the precious Savior | | | | | | | |
67 | Like Abraham from the plains of sin | | | | | | | |
68 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
69 | I've heard of a beautiful city above | | | | | | | |
70 | While going onward through life | | | | | | | |
71 | As the life of a flower | | | | | | | |
72 | Some day you'll stand at the bar on high | | | | | | | |
73 | Men strive for the wealth of this wide, wicked | | | | | | | |
74 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
75 | When you are weary and by sin oppressed | | | | | | | |
76 | There's a garden of Eden in glory | | | | | | | |
77 | When I come to the river at ending of day | | | | | | | |
78 | There's light in the valley of shadows | | | | | | | |
79 | How I loved my sainted mother | | | | | | | |
80 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
81 | There is a happy land of sunshine | | | | | | | |
82 | Happy in Jesus, though burdens I bear | | | | | | | |
83 | Each day I'll do a golden deed | | | | | | | |
84 | Memory paints a picture very dear to me | | | | | | | |
85 | How often you long for the treasure you see | | | | | | | |
86 | On Zion's hill a mansion stands For all the pure and blest | | | | | | | |
87 | When I went to the home of my childhood | | | | | | | |
88 | I am on the restless sea of life | | | | | | | |
89 | Home is so lonely since mother's not there | | | | | | | |
90 | Many today think all our fathers were wrong | | | | | | | |
91 | Far from the shades of sadness | | | | | | | |
92 | If you'd keep away from worry | | | | | | | |
93 | O merry goes the time When the heart is young | | | | | | | |
94 | As you travel along on the Jericho road | | | | | | | |
95 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
96 | Dark are the windows, no flickering glow Lights up the old home | | | | | | | |
97 | When death shall close these eyelids | | | | | | | |
98 | Every little flower that is blooming today | | | | | | | |
99 | When the billows rise and roll | | | | | | | |
100 | When Jesus comes again to gather his own | | | | | | | |