# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A time is approaching, we know not the day | | | | | | | |
d2 | All my doubts and fears are gone | | | | | | | |
d3 | Although the way is sometimes dreary | | | | | | | |
d4 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d5 | Are you discouraged on the journey of life | | | | | | | |
d6 | Are you giving to the world a smile | | | | | | | |
d7 | Are you over borne by trials | | | | | | | |
d8 | As I travel on my journey in this world of care | | | | | | | |
d9 | As we journey on our way, seeking love's goal | | | | | | | |
d10 | As you travel on the highway | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, rejoicing, tell of his love | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come to the Savior, win grace and favor | | | | | | | |
d13 | Comrades, wars will cease we're told | | | | | | | |
d14 | Dark are the windows, no flickering glow | | | | | | | |
d15 | Don't tell me you doubt that God created man | | | | | | | |
d16 | Give us thankful hearts each day | | | | | | | |
d17 | God's redeemed are marching toward the golden city | | | | | | | |
d18 | Gone is the load of sin that bound me | | | | | | | |
d19 | Happy am I and cloudless the sky | | | | | | | |
d20 | Harvest fields are calling and the grain bends low | | | | | | | |
d21 | Here we cannot know the meaning | | | | | | | |
d22 | Here we have trials to vex us each day | | | | | | | |
d23 | How often you long for the treasure you see | | | | | | | |
d24 | I am a pilgrim and stranger in this earthland | | | | | | | |
d25 | I am coming homeward, savior, for I'm sand and lone | | | | | | | |
d26 | I am through with Egypt's bondage | | | | | | | |
d27 | I am treading the pathway that leads above | | | | | | | |
d28 | I dream of a beautiful city of light | | | | | | | |
d29 | I have a home in glory, 'tis everything to me | | | | | | | |
d30 | I have found my place through the Savior's grace | | | | | | | |
d31 | I have just a little while to linger | | | | | | | |
d32 | I live in a land of sorrow while toiling in this | | | | | | | |
d33 | I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in | | | | | | | |
d34 | I shall sing my dear Savior's praise | | | | | | | |
d35 | I think of the circle of the friends I have known | | | | | | | |
d36 | I was bound by the shackles of sin | | | | | | | |
d37 | I will meet you in the morning by the bright | | | | | | | |
d38 | I will rejoice from day unto day | | | | | | | |
d39 | If you are spending your days in folly | | | | | | | |
d40 | If you are spreading the gospel story | | | | | | | |
d41 | If you cross over Jordan before I do | | | | | | | |
d42 | If you would be happy in Jesus the King | | | | | | | |
d43 | I'm a pilgrim and a stranger in this wilderness | | | | | | | |
d44 | I'm a weary pilgrim, but I'm singing | | | | | | | |
d45 | I'm on my way to Canaan land | | | | | | | |
d46 | I'm only a pilgrim here below | | | | | | | |
d47 | I'm only on a little visit | | | | | | | |
d48 | I'm thinking now of heaven | | | | | | | |
d49 | I'm traveling homeward where cometh no night | | | | | | | |
d50 | I've heard a sweet story of love | | | | | | | |
d51 | I've left the byways of sorrow that I traveled | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus came one happy day | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus is coming again some day | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jesus is with me as I travel ona my journey | | | | | | | |
d55 | Keep working in the vineyard | | | | | | | |
d56 | Let me tell you a story of a friend you should know | | | | | | | |
d57 | Like everyone else I sail life's ocean | | | | | | | |
d58 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d59 | My life here on earth is o'er-burdened | | | | | | | |
d60 | My Lord has saved me, saved me I know | | | | | | | |
d61 | My soul, once convicted, in prison hath been | | | | | | | |
d62 | No death up in glory where the flowers e'er bloom | | | | | | | |
d63 | No longer I wander in pathways of sin | | | | | | | |
d64 | O brother struggling onward | | | | | | | |
d65 | O sinner astray from Jesus today | | | | | | | |
d66 | O the shadows of the evening were falling | | | | | | | |
d67 | On Zion's hill a mansion stands | | | | | | | |
d68 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d69 | Onward I am pressing, seeking that blessing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Our heavenly Father, we thank thee | | | | | | | |
d71 | Pilgrims for Jesus in a lowland of sin | | | | | | | |
d72 | Pressing on with the Savior to that city fair | | | | | | | |
d73 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d74 | Seek the love of Jesus as you go along | | | | | | | |
d75 | Shout the tidings of salvation to the aged and the young | | | | | | | |
d76 | Since Jesus came and lifted my load of sin | | | | | | | |
d77 | Sitting at the feet of Jesus, watching | | | | | | | |
d78 | Some folks don't ever read the Bible | | | | | | | |
d79 | Sometimes when I feel so discouraged | | | | | | | |
d80 | Soul, are you drifting along on the tide | | | | | | | |
d81 | The gates will stand ajar for me | | | | | | | |
d82 | The weary day is over and night's dark curtain falls | | | | | | | |
d83 | The world is full of doubt and gloom | | | | | | | |
d84 | There's a home of peace and rest | | | | | | | |
d85 | There's a mansion up in heaven in that bright eternal land | | | | | | | |
d86 | This world is not the place for me | | | | | | | |
d87 | Upon the sea of life I'm sailing every day | | | | | | | |
d88 | Wanderers help now are needing | | | | | | | |
d89 | We are climbing Jacob's golden ladder | | | | | | | |
d90 | We are seeking for a city that will stand eternally | | | | | | | |
d91 | We are traveling on the shining road to glory | | | | | | | |
d92 | We keep our songs of love and glory | | | | | | | |
d93 | We often ponder here about our loved ones | | | | | | | |
d94 | We'll be through with toil and care | | | | | | | |
d95 | What a happy reunion on that golden shore | | | | | | | |
d96 | When God called Moses up Nebo | | | | | | | |
d97 | When I shall reach the golden shore, I want | | | | | | | |
d98 | When Jesus shall come from glory | | | | | | | |
d99 | When our work here is complete | | | | | | | |
d100 | When the golden morning shall dawn | | | | | | | |