# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | All the fields are ripe with harvest | | | | | | | |
d3 | Always happy with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d4 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d5 | As life's rugged pathway I journey | | | | | | | |
d6 | As we travel along toward the city of light | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blessed Bible, how I love it | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come unto me, I'll give you rest | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dear sinner, the Savior is calling today | | | | | | | |
d13 | Facing toward the holy city daily | | | | | | | |
d14 | Far away he saw me in the paths of sin | | | | | | | |
d15 | For a life of service I am set apart | | | | | | | |
d16 | Free is thy grace whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
d17 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d18 | Guide me, O my blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hear the message, Come today | | | | | | | |
d20 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d21 | I am going home to the better land | | | | | | | |
d22 | I am sailing o'er life's ocean | | | | | | | |
d23 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d24 | I have learned, as the years are passing | | | | | | | |
d25 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d26 | I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say | | | | | | | |
d27 | I once was lost and dying | | | | | | | |
d28 | I want to do something for Jesus my Savior | | | | | | | |
d29 | I want to live near Jesus | | | | | | | |
d30 | I was fettered, I was sad | | | | | | | |
d31 | I was tired of sin and weary | | | | | | | |
d32 | If your soul has wandered in forbidden ways | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus died upon the cross | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus is daily guiding me | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d36 | Jesus walked upon the sea of Galilee | | | | | | | |
d37 | Let the rays of sunshine sparkle from your soul | | | | | | | |
d38 | Life's precious morn, how soon 'tis past | | | | | | | |
d39 | Melodies for Jesus now sweetly sing | | | | | | | |
d40 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d41 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d42 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d43 | O dear sinner, will you come | | | | | | | |
d44 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d45 | O Lost one, come unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
d46 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d47 | Oft I steal out in the twilight | | | | | | | |
d48 | Oft my heart is sad and lonely | | | | | | | |
d49 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d50 | Our darling mother has left us | | | | | | | |
d51 | Over the river faces I see | | | | | | | |
d52 | Poor little Nellie is weeping tonight | | | | | | | |
d53 | Sinners are wandering in darkness today | | | | | | | |
d54 | Some day the silver cord will break, and I | | | | | | | |
d55 | Somebody's mother, praying tonight | | | | | | | |
d56 | Sometimes the path of life seems rough | | | | | | | |
d57 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d58 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d59 | The airship awaits | | | | | | | |
d60 | The Friend of sinners has found me | | | | | | | |
d61 | The mighty King Emmanuel still leads his army strong | | | | | | | |
d62 | The question comes to one and all | | | | | | | |
d63 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d64 | There is a happy home somewhere | | | | | | | |
d65 | There is rest, sweet rest, at the Master's feet | | | | | | | |
d66 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d67 | There's a river ever flowing | | | | | | | |
d68 | Though the way we journey may be often drear | | | | | | | |
d69 | Thy will be mine, Lord, I resign | | | | | | | |
d70 | To Jesus each day I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d71 | Tremble not, when storms are sweeping | | | | | | | |
d72 | We are little jewels shining in the name | | | | | | | |
d73 | We are marching home to glory in the steps of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d74 | Welcome, fair day of happy hours | | | | | | | |
d75 | We're a little sunshine band | | | | | | | |
d76 | We're marching to conquer | | | | | | | |
d77 | When I view the open fountain | | | | | | | |
d78 | When in rapture we shall meet | | | | | | | |
d79 | When our trials here are over | | | | | | | |
d80 | When sorrow taxes all our strength | | | | | | | |
d81 | When the clouds are dark and low | | | | | | | |
d82 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d83 | Why stand ye here idle | | | | | | | |
d84 | With the faithful few there's a dwelling fair | | | | | | | |
d85 | Would you have Jesus dwell in your heart | | | | | | | |