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1 | Bethany's Comforter comes to bless | | | | | | | |
2 | Far from the fold, how many sheep are straying | | | | | | | |
3 | I came with my burden to Jesus | | | | | | | |
4 | It may not be on the mountain’s height | | | | | | | |
5 | When your spirit bows in sorrow | | | | | | | |
6 | We've join'd the gospel army | | | | | | | |
7 | Faith in Christ, the Bleeding Lamb | | | | | | | |
8 | When I leave this land of sorrow | | | | | | | |
9 | I do not know why trials severe | | | | | | | |
10 | I have wander'd, Lord, from thee | | | | | | | |
11 | I know I love Jesus, the dearest and best | | | | | | | |
12 | I used to think that Canaan | | | | | | | |
13 | To yonder blissful home I'm bound | | | | | | | |
14 | There is a land so dear to me | [There is a land so dear to me] | | | | | | |
15 | On mem'ries wall engraven stands | | | | | | | |
16 | The home where changes never come | | | | | | | |
17 | When we near the river Jordan | | | | | | | |
18 | I never weary trav'ling the way my Father's trod | | | | | | | |
19 | Since I found the Saviour, I'm happy alway | | | | | | | |
20 | A better day is coming, A morning bright and fair | | | | | | | |
22 | Listen to the blessed Master | | | | | | | |
23 | It must be settled tonight | | | | | | | |
24 | I have sought and found the Saviour | | | | | | | |
25 | While out on life's dark, stormy sea | | | | | | | |
26 | O my gracious Lord, Now set me free | | | | | | | |
27 | Oh, why thus stand with reluctant feet | | | | | | | |
28 | When I came to the Lord with a burden of sin | | | | | | | |
29 | You're sailing t'ward the fearful rapids, brother | | | | | | | |
30 | Tell me not my lot is sadness | | | | | | | |
31 | There's a fountain, freely flowing | | | | | | | |
32 | Sinner, when youth's bright morn is past | | | | | | | |
33 | When you start for the land of heavenly rest | | | | | | | |
34 | We read in the Bible how Jesus doth love | | | | | | | |
35 | Will you speak a word for Jesus | | | | | | | |
36 | Hark! from the world's great harvest field | | | | | | | |
37 | I've gone with those I loved so dear | | | | | | | |
38 | I have found a friend in Jesus, he's everything to me | | | | | | | |
39 | The Saviour died to set me free | | | | | | | |
40 | Oh, what a sad time, poor sinner, 'twill be | | | | | | | |
41 | We're trav'ling home to heav'n above | | | | | | | |
42 | The gate of mercy open stands | | | | | | | |
43 | O'er death's sea, in yon blest city | | | | | | | |
44 | Marching on to Zion, In the gospel way | | | | | | | |
46 | On the rock-bound coast of time | | | | | | | |
47 | Oh, the best songs of all are the songs about Jesus | | | | | | | |
48 | This world is full of sickness and sorrow | | | | | | | |
49 | Flee from the wrath of destruction | | | | | | | |
50 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
51 | Once I wander'd far from Jesus and the fold | | | | | | | |
52 | I was once far away from the Saviour | | | | | | | |
53 | The blessed Lord, he comes to seek | | | | | | | |
54 | What words of life are these I hear | | | | | | | |
55 | Some day, I know not when 'twill be | | | | | | | |
56 | Now I feel the sacred fire | | | | | | | |
57 | Once upon a stormy ocean | | | | | | | |
58a | I sat within a home one day | | | | | | | |
58b | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
59a | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
59b | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
228 | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
229 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
230 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
231 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
232 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
233 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
234 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
235 | Oh, think of the home over there | | | | | | | |
236 | He leadeth me! O blessed thought! | | | | | | | |
237 | My country! 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
238 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
239 | I love to tell the Story | | | | | | | |
240 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
241 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
242 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
243 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
244 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
245 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
246 | My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
247 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
248 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
249 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |