# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A happy time will surely come | | | | | | | |
d2 | All the world seemed dreary | | | | | | | |
d3 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d4 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d5 | As I journey through this vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d6 | As I [we] travel along [on] through this pilgrim land | | | | | | | |
d7 | As you travel here and there | | | | | | | |
d8 | Bells of heaven are ringing | | | | | | | |
d9 | Bells of heaven are ringing | | | | | | | |
d10 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d11 | Christ has something better | | | | | | | |
d12 | Christ is with us every passing moment | | | | | | | |
d13 | Christ the dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d14 | Dear Sinner alone and away from the light | | | | | | | |
d15 | Father, forgive us, for all past sin | | | | | | | |
d16 | Foes may be many | | | | | | | |
d17 | From the hill of calvary | | | | | | | |
d18 | Gentle hands of thine, O Father | | | | | | | |
d19 | Give me a life to live | | | | | | | |
d20 | God of our fathers, known of old | | | | | | | |
d21 | Gone from my heart the world and [with] all its charms | | | | | | | |
d22 | Guide me, Savior, day by day | | | | | | | |
d23 | Happy am I today | | | | | | | |
d24 | Have you heard the story of the blessed | | | | | | | |
d25 | Have you read, have you studied | | | | | | | |
d26 | He came as a Lamb to the slaughter | | | | | | | |
d27 | Heavenly choirs must be singing | | | | | | | |
d28 | Heaven's joy bells ring | | | | | | | |
d29 | Here we have so many trials | | | | | | | |
d30 | I am glad each fiery trial | | | | | | | |
d31 | I am holding my Savior's hand | | | | | | | |
d32 | I am thinking today of a land | | | | | | | |
d33 | I have a friend that you should meet | | | | | | | |
d34 | I need Jesus my dear Savior to guide me | | | | | | | |
d35 | I shall leave this world of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d36 | I shall soon be through with toil | | | | | | | |
d37 | I was a stranger, a perfect | | | | | | | |
d38 | I was sinking down in sin's shifting sand | | | | | | | |
d39 | I was traveling the dark | | | | | | | |
d40 | I will lift up mine eyes to the hills | | | | | | | |
d41 | If the light's gone out | | | | | | | |
d42 | If the Love of God has saved you | | | | | | | |
d43 | I'm a child of the King, who is mightier far | | | | | | | |
d44 | I'm a pilgrim on my journey homeward | | | | | | | |
d45 | I'm just a little old fashioned | | | | | | | |
d46 | I'm looking for my Savior | | | | | | | |
d47 | I'm on my way, I'm on my way | | | | | | | |
d48 | I'm riding on a glory bound train | | | | | | | |
d49 | I'm walking today the beautiful way | | | | | | | |
d50 | In my Father's house in glory | | | | | | | |
d51 | In the day of all days | | | | | | | |
d52 | In the harvest field | | | | | | | |
d53 | In the hour of greatest trial | | | | | | | |
d54 | In your troubles and distress | | | | | | | |
d55 | Into every land with the message | | | | | | | |
d56 | It's not the words you sing to me | | | | | | | |
d57 | I've heard the story how the Savior came | | | | | | | |
d58 | I've told about my Lord and King | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus, the Father's oblation | | | | | | | |
d60 | Let me live to help | | | | | | | |
d61 | Let us talk about our Savior | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lift your voice in singing | | | | | | | |
d63 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d64 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d65 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d66 | O sinner, if you knew the time | | | | | | | |
d67 | O sinner, now is the time to start | | | | | | | |
d68 | O what love our savior showed | | | | | | | |
d69 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d70 | Once I bore a burden great | | | | | | | |
d71 | One day I'll fly away, leave this old world | | | | | | | |
d72 | One day so suddenly a life | | | | | | | |
d73 | Our days on earth will soon | | | | | | | |
d74 | Painting a picture that's open to view | | | | | | | |
d75 | Praise the name of Jesus ever | | | | | | | |
d76 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d77 | Rough is the road, and our burden | | | | | | | |
d78 | Running the race of life | | | | | | | |
d79 | Search me, O God [Lord], and know my heart today | | | | | | | |
d80 | Since the Savior found me, placed his arms | | | | | | | |
d81 | Somebody's frail barque was drifting away | | | | | | | |
d82 | Soon we shall leave this world | | | | | | | |
d83 | Swing out on the promises | | | | | | | |
d84 | Take heed, careless sinner | | | | | | | |
d85 | There are some who read the Bible | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is a home just o'er the way | | | | | | | |
d87 | There is a home prepared for us | | | | | | | |
d88 | There's a beautiful city | | | | | | | |
d89 | There's a straight and narrow path | | | | | | | |
d90 | There's a wonderful place we call home | | | | | | | |
d91 | They crucified my Lord and King | | | | | | | |
d92 | This old world is not my home | | | | | | | |
d93 | This world is filled with sorrow | | | | | | | |
d94 | Though dreary my way, and heavy | | | | | | | |
d95 | Though temptations and trials press | | | | | | | |
d96 | Though the waters of the Jordan | | | | | | | |
d97 | Time is drifting away | | | | | | | |
d98 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d99 | To know that Jesus would not | | | | | | | |
d100 | To the promised home in glory | | | | | | | |