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3 | They rest not day and night | | | | | |  | |
4 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | |  | |
5 | O, mansions celestial, so near the sweet river | | | | | |  | |
6 | To Heaven, where tears and sighs | | | | | |  | |
7 | Now the golden ear Waits the reaper's hand | | | | | |  | |
8 | When down to the garden, where rivulets flow | | | | | |  | |
10 | When life's many trials Are pressing around | | | | | |  | |
11 | Lord of the worlds above | | | | | |  | |
12 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | |  | |
15 | Keep praying at the gate | | | | | |  | |
16 | God's ways are the best | | | | | |  | |
17 | Oh! how light is my pathway | | | | | |  | |
18 | When burdened is my breast | | | | | |  | |
20 | Oh say, my soul since Jesus came | | | | | |  | |
21 | When we gather at the Jordan | | | | | |  | |
22 | Where'er the Sabbath School bells may ring | | | | | |  | |
23 | Shall we gather o'er the river! | | | | | |  | |
24 | If we knew the cares and crosses | | | | | |  | |
25 | The old, old friends, old friends | | | | | |  | |
26 | Once I was dead in sin, And hope within me died | | | | | |  | |
27 | I hear the Saviour say | | | | | |  | |
28a | When I can read my title clear | | | | | |  | |
28b | Jerusalem! my happy home | | | | | |  | |
29 | There is a home eternal | | | | | |  | |
30a | Lo! he cometh, countless trumpets | | | | | |  | |
30b | Saints of God, the dawn is brightening | | | | | |  | |
31 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | |  | |
32a | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | |  | |
32b | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | |  | |
33 | Blessed Jesus thou art mine | | | |  | |  | |
34 | We are marching homeward with the blest | | | | | |  | |
35a | Arise, my soul arise | | | | | |  | |
35b | How pleasing is thy voice | | | | | |  | |
35c | Lord of the worlds below | | | | | |  | |
36 | Just where Jesus wants me | | | | | |  | |
37a | Echo him ye soften'd breezes | | | | | |  | |
37b | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | |  | |
38a | Forever here my rest shall be | [Forever here my rest shall be] | | | | |  | |
38b | Praise God, we must no journey go | | | | | |  | |
39 | There is a place of waveless rest | MY FATHER'S HOUSE | | | | |  | |
40a | Show, pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | |  | |
40b | All hail the power of Jesus name! | | | | | |  | |
41 | I love to sing of that great power | | | | | |  | |
42 | Have we not reason to rejoice | | | | | |  | |
43 | Saviour, visit Thy plantation | | | | | |  | |
44 | In seasons of grief, to my God I'll repair | | | | | |  | |
45a | Why lament the Christian dying? | | | | | |  | |
45b | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | |  | |
46 | When the heart grows faint and wary | | | | | |  | |
47 | Come, brother, Jesus saith, I am the way | | | | | |  | |
48 | I stand all bewilder'd with wonder | | | | | |  | |
49a | Come Thou Almighty King | | | | | |  | |
49b | To Jesus I may come, with all my stains of guilt | | | | | |  | |
50 | In the old church tower, Hangs the bell | | | | | |  | |
51 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | |  | |
52 | I know not what will befall me | | | | | |  | |
53 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | |  | |
54 | Fading away, like the stars of the morning | | | | | |  | |
56 | There were ninety and nine that safely lay | | | | | |  | |
57 | Come, Lord Jesus, loving Saviour | | | | | |  | |
58 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | |  | |
59a | Sweet is the scene when Christians die | | | | | |  | |
59b | Once more we would our voices join | | | | | |  | |
60a | Give to the Lord thine heart | | | | | |  | |
60b | Soft zephyrs sport on angels' wings | | | | | |  | |
61 | Our Father in heaven, We hallow Thy name | | | | | |  | |
62 | O ransomed hosts, whom God has sent | | | | | |  | |
63 | When the storm is loud and the winds are high | | | | | |  | |
64 | If I were a voice, a persuasive voice | | | | | |  | |
66 | The day has come, the joyful day | | | | | |  | |
67 | Rejoice, ye saints, the time draws near | | | | | |  | |
68 | God bless America, God grant our standard may | | | | | |  | |
69a | God of our Fathers; Thou | | | | | |  | |
69b | While Thee I seek, protecting powe! | | | | | |  | |
70a | Intemperance, like a raging flood | | | | | |  | |
70b | We sing of the realms of the blest | | | | | |  | |
71a | Rock of Ages cleft for me | | | | | |  | |
71b | Hark! 'twas a seraph's lay | | | | | |  | |
72 | Only one crossing over | | | | | |  | |
73 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | |  | |
74 | By and bye, are words of meaning | | | | | |  | |
75 | In some way or other "The Lord will provide" | | | | | |  | |
76a | My soul with patience waits | | | | | |  | |
76b | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | |  | |
77 | There's a story that's never been told | | | | | |  | |
78 | Jerusalem the beautiful! | | | | | |  | |
80 | Come nearer to Jesus, "For He is the way" | | | | | |  | |
81 | Oh, Jesus, Oh, Jesus, how vast Thy love to me | | | | | |  | |
82a | I know not if the dark or bright | | | | | |  | |
82b | Saw ye not the cloud arise | | | | | |  | |
83 | I gave my life for thee | | | | | |  | |
84 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | |  | |
85 | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | |  | |
86 | Yield not to temptation | | | | | |  | |
87 | Angry words! Oh let them never | | | | | |  | |
88 | There's a beautiful shining river | | | | | |  | |
89 | The River of Life so sparkling and bright | | | | | |  | |
90 | Holy Bible, well I love thee! | | | | | |  | |
91 | Hark! the bells of holy Sabbath | | | | | |  | |
92 | Sing, O sing the song of gladness | | | | | |  | |