# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
492 | Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour? | | | | | | | |
493 | O how I long to see that day | | | | | | | |
494 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
495 | Hark! from yonder mount arise | | | | | | | |
496 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
497 | Hark, ten thousand thousand voices | | | | | | | |
498 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
499 | Thou, Lord, reign'st in this bosom | | | | | | | |
500 | Hark! hark! hear the blest tidings | | | | | | | |
501 | Would Jesus have the sinner die? | | | | | | | |
502 | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
503 | Low down in that beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
504 | My home is in Eden, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
505 | My heav'nly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
506 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
507 | Here o'er the earth, as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
508 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
509 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming | | | | | | | |
510 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
511 | I'm a lonely trav'ler here | | | | | | | |
512 | Ho! Christian, to the rescue come | | | | | | | |
513 | Mariner, haste! there's a threat'ning gale | | | | | | | |
514 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
515 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness! | | | | | | | |
516 | Thy mercies and thy love | | | | | | | |
517 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
518 | Great Shepherd of the flock | | | | | | | |
519 | Jesus, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
520 | Glad tidings! glad tidings! the Kingdom is near | | | | | | | |
521 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
522 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
523 | Now to heaven our prayers ascending | | | | | | | |
524 | Glory to God! the night is almost o'er | | | | | | | |
525 | If I in thy likeness, O Lord, may awake | | | | | | | |
526 | Come to Jesus, Come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
527 | Rejoice, all ye believers | | | | | | | |
528 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
529 | How sweet on thy bosom to rest | | | | | | | |
530 | The midnight cry in mercy sounds | | | | | | | |
531 | We seek a land all summer bright | | | | | | | |
532 | Pass away, earthly joys | | | | | | | |
533 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
534 | Inspirer and hearer of pray'r | | | | | | | |
535 | I have read of a world of beauty | | | | | | | |
536 | Worship, and thanks, and blessing | | | | | | | |
537 | There's a friend above all others | | | | | | | |
538 | Glory to Jesus for his love | | | | | | | |
539 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
540 | I think when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
541 | Come and reign; come and reign | COME AND REIGN | | | | | | |
542 | Remember me my God | | | | | | | |
543 | O! to behold the day | | | | | | | |
544 | My God, how shall I sing? | | | | | | | |
545 | The voice of free grace cries | | | | | | | |
546 | Haste, my dull soul, arise | | | | | | | |
547 | Our Father who in heaven art | | | | | | | |
548 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
549 | In Eden's bowers so lovely | | | | | | | |
550 | 'Tis the last call of mercy | | | | | | | |
551 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
552 | I'm on my way to Canaan | | | | | | | |
553 | Mark that pilgrim--lowly bending | | | | | | | |
554 | In the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife | | | | | | | |
555 | Oh, exiled Paradise | | | | | | | |
556 | Religion is a glorious treasure | | | | | | | |
557 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
558 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
559 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
560 | O, when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
561 | Oh, blissful day of promise blest | | | | | | | |
562 | How long, O Lord, our Saviour | | | | | | | |
563 | We are living, we are dwelling | | | | | | | |
564 | To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part | | | | | | | |
565 | This book is all that's left me now! | | | | | | | |
566 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruin'd by transgression | | | | | | | |
567 | Come Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
568 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
569 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
570 | My Bible leads to glory | | | | | | | |
571 | While nature was sinking in silence to rest | | | | | | | |
572 | Joy to the world! the Lord will come! | | | | | | | |
573 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
574 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
575 | The blest memorials of thy grief | | | | | | | |
576 | "Are we almost there? are we almost there?" | | | | | | | |
577 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! | | | | | | | |
578 | O, no, we cannot sing our songs | | | | | | | |
579 | On time's temptuous ocean wide | | | | | | | |
580 | We're going to see the bleeding Lamb | | | | | | | |
581 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
582 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
583 | Arise, my soul, arise! | | | | | | | |
584 | Behold, how good a thing | | | | | | | |
585 | We have heard from the bright, the better land | | | | | | | |
586 | Sing praise! the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
587 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
588 | It is the hour of Time's Farewell | | | | | | | |
589 | Away from his home and the friends of his youth | | | | | | | |
590 | Heav'nly Father, sov'reign Lord | | | | | | | |
591 | I love this pure religion | | | | | | | |