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1 | Hear the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
2 | Come, needy sinners: Jesus is waiting | | | | | | | |
3 | No other one but Jesus | | | | | | | |
4 | Beyond this land of parting, losing and leaving | | | | | | | |
5 | 'Tis grace! 'tis grace! 'tis wonderful grace! | | | | | | | |
6 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
7 | Shall we gladly meet | | | | | | | |
8 | Revive thy work, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
9 | O sinner, with guilt and sorrow oppressed | | | | | | | |
10 | Lord I hear of show'rs of blessings | | | | | | | |
11 | I have a sweet hope that in heaven above | | | | | | | |
12 | Liken the kingdom to the springing | | | | | | | |
13 | Behold a Stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
14 | There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me | | | | | | | |
15 | It may be far, it may be near | | | | | | | |
16 | Where the jasper walls are beaming | | | | | | | |
17 | Am I a soldier of the cross, A foll'wer of the Lamb? | | | | | | | |
18 | Hark! the gentle voice of Jesus falleth | | | | | | | |
19 | Fear not the gloom of the midnight | | | | | | | |
20 | Beyond the sunset's radiant glow | | | | | | | |
21 | Oh, when shall I dwell in a mansion | | | | | | | |
22 | When we pass the shining portals | | | | | | | |
23 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
24 | If I like Galilee fishers | | | | | | | |
25 | Laden with a heavy burden | | | | | | | |
26 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
27 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
28 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
29 | Sowing in the morning, - sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
30 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
31 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
32 | Do something for Jesus today | | | | | | | |
33 | We are marching, marching on | | | | | | | |
34 | Heav'nly Father, keep me near thee! | | | | | | | |
35 | Come, let us all unite | | | | | | | |
36 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
37 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
38 | Do we live alone for Jesus? | | | | | | | |
39 | When the trump of God shall sound, and the nations gather round | | | | | | | |
40 | I think I should mourn o'er my sorrowful fate | | | | | | | |
41 | Do not faint when tribulation | | | | | | | |
42 | Say, have you read in the story olden | | | | | | | |
43 | Hear you ever angels singing | | | | | | | |
44 | One drop of the blood | | | | | | | |
45 | Who at my door is standing | | | | | | | |
46 | I love to tell the story Of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
47 | Up to the beautiful Giver of life | | | | | | | |
48 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
49 | Jesus, help the pilgrim aged | | | | | | | |
50 | In the Sunday-school army our names are enrolled | | | | | | | |
51 | Watch, for the hour is coming | | | | | | | |
52 | All glory and praise be to Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
53 | Open the door for the children | | | | | | | |
54 | I long for a home my Saviour | | | | | | | |
55 | Hark! the voice of countless thousands singing | | | | | | | |
56 | Only a season brief | | | | | | | |
57 | Savior, Thou hast bid me come | | | | | | | |
58 | O do not let the Word depart | | | | | | | |
59 | Shall we meet beyond the River | | | | | | | |
60 | I hear the Savior say | | | | | | | |
61 | There's a light on the dark and surging deep | [There's a light on the dark and surging deep] | | | | | | |
62 | We, a little infant band | | | | | | | |
63 | Fade, fade each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
64 | O'er the hill and adown the snowy dells | | | | | | | |
65 | O all ye works of the Lord, bless ye the Lord | | | | | | | |
66 | He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
67 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
68 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
69 | I turned my heart from ways of sin | | | | | | | |
70 | Oh, would to me were only given | | | | | | | |
71 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
72 | Oh, the Saviour is calling today | | | | | | | |
73 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
74 | When our work is ended, we shall sweetly rest | | | | | | | |
75 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
76 | Is it far to the land of rest | | | | | | | |
77 | There is a gate that stands ajar | | | | | | | |
78 | Tripping lightly, tripping o'er the verdant lawn | | | | | | | |
79 | There's a land of love shining far above | | | | | | | |
80 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord we love | | | | | | | |
81 | From all the dark places | | | | | | | |
82 | Just as I am - without one plea | | | | | | | |
83 | Ere you left your room this morning | | | | | | | |
84 | Come, ye sinners, come today | | | | | | | |
85 | When we get home to that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
86 | There is a city built above | | | | | | | |
87 | Holy night! peaceful night! | | | | | | | |
88 | Into the tent where a gypsy boy lay | | | | | | | |
89 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
90 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
91 | In God I have found a retreat | | | | | | | |
92 | Sinner, how thy heart is troubled | | | | | | | |
93 | The mistakes of my life have been many | | | | | | | |
94 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
95 | My latest sun is sinking fast | | | | | | | |
96 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
97 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
98 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
99 | Whene'er the heart is sad and drear | | | | | | | |
100 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |