# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d2 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
d3 | Hark, the gospel trumpet sounding, Hear its echo | | | | | | | |
d4 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d5 | In the far better land of glory and light | | | | | | | |
d6 | Jerusalem, forever bright | | | | | | | |
d7 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d8 | O if my house is built upon a rock | | | | | | | |
d9 | Over the river, I'm going | | | | | | | |
d10 | Pilgrim in this vale below | | | | | | | |
d11 | The army of the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d12 | The children are gathering from near and from far | | | | | | | |
d13 | The Sunday school army has gathered once more | | | | | | | |
d14 | There'll be something in heaven for children to do | | | | | | | |
d15 | To the heavenly land, to the heavenly | | | | | | | |
d16 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d17 | We have no home but heaven, A pilgrim's garb | | | | | | | |
d18 | We shall sleep, but not forever | | | | | | | |
d19 | Weary wanderer o'er the main | | | | | | | |
d20 | We're marching to the promised land | | | | | | | |
d21 | Where do you journey, my brother | | | | | | | |
d22 | Why forbid them, Jesus said | | | | | | | |
d23 | Yes, I know thou art praying | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]