# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Pilgrim on the pathway to the gates of light | | | | | | | |
d202 | Precious to my soul is the Savior | | | | | | | |
d203 | Press along soldiers strong | | | | | | | |
d204 | Resting in the arms of Jesus, Free from all life's toil and care | | | | | | | |
d205 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d206 | Sadly we sing and with tremulous breath | | | | | | | |
d207 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d208 | Salvation is mine O how sweet is the thought | | | | | | | |
d209 | Savior, in Thy mercy, hear us bless us while we pray | | | | | | | |
d210 | Savior, may we give our hearts to Thee | | | | | | | |
d211 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
d212 | See the brave young Daniel passing nobly by | | | | | | | |
d213 | Send salvation's message to the lands afar | | | | | | | |
d214 | Shadows drear will flee away | | | | | | | |
d215 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d216 | Since the Friend of sinners found me | | | | | | | |
d217 | Singing of love divine, knowing that Christ is mine | | | | | | | |
d218 | So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my [and] King | | | | | | | |
d219 | Some sweet day I shall enter a place | | | | | | | |
d220 | Someone is grieving the Savior | | | | | | | |
d221 | Somewhere the sun is shining | | | | | | | |
d222 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
d223 | Sow love, and affection will blossom | | | | | | | |
d224 | Stand the omnipotent decree | | | | | | | |
d225 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d226 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d227 | Sweetly I sing to Jesus the King | | | | | | | |
d228 | Take a look at the cross | | | | | | | |
d229 | The fields are white to harvest but the laborers are few | | | | | | | |
d230 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d231 | The light of the world is Jesus | | | | | | | |
d232 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d233 | The Master looks over his fields | | | | | | | |
d234 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d235 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
d236 | The Sunday school's the place to be | | | | | | | |
d237 | The tempest has ended my anchor is cast | | | | | | | |
d238 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d239 | There is a home beyond death's sea | | | | | | | |
d240 | There is a joyful story | | | | | | | |
d241 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d242 | There is joy among the angels and their praise more sweetly rings | | | | | | | |
d243 | There is something in my soul | | | | | | | |
d244 | There will come a day of abounding joy | | | | | | | |
d245 | There will come a happy time in the glorious by and by | | | | | | | |
d246 | There's a bright gold light that is shining | | | | | | | |
d247 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d248 | There's a glad time coming that eternal morning | | | | | | | |
d249 | There's a heavenly message | | | | | | | |
d250 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d251 | There's a song of rapture in my soul | | | | | | | |
d252 | There's a story of sunshine for the life | | | | | | | |
d253 | There's a truth that brings me comfort | | | | | | | |
d254 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d255 | This world is full of pain and death | | | | | | | |
d256 | This world is not my resting place, Heaven's my home | | | | | | | |
d257 | Thou pilgrim on life's journey | | | | | | | |
d258 | Through the field of life I'm going | | | | | | | |
d259 | To my heart in tones of sweetness | | | | | | | |
d260 | Training for battle, we are youthful soldiers | | | | | | | |
d261 | Traveling on with the Lord | | | | | | | |
d262 | Waiting for us at the beautiful gates | | | | | | | |
d263 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d264 | Watch and pray against the wrong | | | | | | | |
d265 | We all must stand in the judgment day | | | | | | | |
d266 | We are marching, marching gladly | | | | | | | |
d267 | We are on our way to that land of day | | | | | | | |
d268 | We are on the march to the promised land | | | | | | | |
d269 | We now must sing our parting song | | | | | | | |
d270 | We now must sing our parting song, Our hearts are sad | | | | | | | |
d271 | We praise thee, O God, for Jesus who died | | | | | | | |
d272 | Weary soul by sin oppressed, spend one hour with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d273 | We're told in the Bible | | | | | | | |
d274 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d275 | What light is this whose constant ray | | | | | | | |
d276 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d277 | When afflictions oppress us | | | | | | | |
d278 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d279 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d280 | When I reach my home eternal | | | | | | | |
d281 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d282 | When our life's brief story | | | | | | | |
d283 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
d284 | When upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
d285 | Wheresoever my lot may fall | | | | | | | |
d286 | While passing down time's weary road | | | | | | | |
d287 | While within this world we tarry | | | | | | | |
d288 | Why not heed to the call of mercy | | | | | | | |
d289 | Will you join the grand procession | | | | | | | |
d290 | With hands that are bleeding because of your sin | | | | | | | |
d291 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d292 | Workers together for Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
d293 | Would you be a sunbeam filled with heaven's light | | | | | | | |
d294 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d295 | You and I can help another | | | | | | | |