# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A life in the future world | | | | | | | |
d2 | A soldier, Lord, Thou hast me made | | | | | | | |
d3 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d5 | Although I'm down in Egypt's land | | | | | | | |
d6 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d7 | And when the last loud trumpet | | | | | | | |
d8 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d9 | Are we almost there? are we almost there | | | | | | | |
d10 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d11 | Be patient, be patient, no longer despairing | | | | | | | |
d12 | Be perfect, holiness pursue; In love be sure to dwell | | | | | | | |
d13 | Behold a light appears, the holy Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d15 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
d16 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
d17 | Buried with Christ, yes, thus we lie | | | | | | | |
d18 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly [gently] o'er thee | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christian, the [thy] warfare will now soon [shortly] be o'er | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come peaceful day, divinely blest | | | | | | | |
d23 | Coming Savior, now in faith | | | | | | | |
d24 | Dear Lord, we would thy praises sing | | | | | | | |
d25 | Delightful day, best gift of heaven | | | | | | | |
d26 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d27 | Dressed uniform Christ's soldiers are when duty | | | | | | | |
d28 | Farewell, farewell, to all below | | | | | | | |
d29 | For Canaan I've started | | | | | | | |
d30 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d31 | Gracious Father, guard thy children | | | | | | | |
d32 | Hail, peaceful morn, thy dawn I hail | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d36 | Haste, my dull soul | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hear the glorious proclamation | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d39 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
d40 | Here, Savior, we would come In thine appointed way | | | | | | | |
d41 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hosanna, hark, the melody | | | | | | | |
d43 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d44 | How happy are the little flock | | | | | | | |
d45 | How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
d46 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d47 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d48 | I am weary of straying | | | | | | | |
d49 | I love this pure religion | | | | | | | |
d50 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d51 | I never shall forget the day when Jesus washed | | | | | | | |
d52 | I saw one weary, sad and torn | | | | | | | |
d53 | I walk a lonely pilgrim here | | | | | | | |
d54 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d55 | I'll try to prove faithful | | | | | | | |
d56 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
d57 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm glad I ever heard the cry | | | | | | | |
d59 | I'm glad I know that Christ shall reign | | | | | | | |
d60 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the midst of temptation and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d62 | It was not sleep that bound my sight | | | | | | | |
d63 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus died on Calvary's mountain, Long | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus our Savior says, I will appear | | | | | | | |
d69 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d70 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d71 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
d72 | Lonely and weary by sorrows oppressed | | | | | | | |
d73 | Long for my Savior I've been waiting | | | | | | | |
d74 | Long upon the mountains weary | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d76 | Low down in this beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
d77 | Mark that pilgrim, lowly bending | | | | | | | |
d78 | Must Simon bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d79 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d80 | My harp untuned, and laid aside | | | | | | | |
d81 | My heart was cold, lukewarm was I | | | | | | | |
d82 | My Savior's coming in the sky, to take me up | | | | | | | |
d83 | My soul is full of glory, Inspiring my tongue | | | | | | | |
d84 | My soul is happy when I hear The Savior is so | | | | | | | |
d85 | Now we have met in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
d86 | O brother be faithful, soon Jesus will come | | | | | | | |
d87 | O give me my Bible | | | | | | | |
d88 | O hail, happy day, that speaks our trials ended | | | | | | | |
d89 | O how I long to see that [the] day | | | | | | | |
d90 | O let thy sweet Spirit descend from above | | | | | | | |
d91 | O no, we cannot sing our songs, Our glad and cheerful days | | | | | | | |
d92 | O spare thy people, Lord | | | | | | | |
d93 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d94 | O the Lord has passed by | | | | | | | |
d95 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d96 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d97 | One precious boon, O Lord, I seek | | | | | | | |
d98 | Our bondage here [it] shall [will] end by and by | | | | | | | |
d99 | Our Father who in heaven art, Hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |
d100 | Our Savior, meek and lowly, came | | | | | | | |