# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
301 | What sinners value I resign | | | | | |  | |
302 | Oh for a closer walk with God! | | | | | |  | |
303 | My Father, I would be thy child | | | | | |  | |
304 | Oh that my load of sin were gone | | | | | |  | |
305 | My body, soul and spirit | | | | | |  | |
306 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | |  | |
307 | Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | |  | |
308 | I've found the pearl of greatest price! | | | | | |  | |
309 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | |  | |
310 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | |  | |
311 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | |  | |
312 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | |  | |
313 | Depth of mercy, can there be | | | | | |  | |
314 | Father, a weary heart | | | | | |  | |
315 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | |  | |
316 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | |  | |
317 | I saw One hanging on a tree | | | | | |  | |
318 | Jesus, most holy, pray I to thee | | | | | |  | |
319 | Almost persuaded now to believe | | | | | |  | |
320 | Arise, my soul, arise! | | | | | |  | |
321 | Show pity Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | |  | |
322 | Lead me to Jesus, lead me to Jesus | | | | | |  | |
323 | Oh, think of a home over there | | | | | |  | |
324 | The pearly gates are open wide | | | | | |  | |
325 | Shall we sing in heaven forever | | | | | |  | |
326 | When the battle is fought, and the victory won | | | | | |  | |
327 | There is a clime where Jesus reigns | | | | | |  | |
328 | Whither, pilgrims, are you going | | | | | |  | |
329 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | |  | |
330 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | |  | |
331 | Shall we meet in heaven, shall we meet in heaven | | | | | |  | |
332 | There is a glorious kingdom | | | | | |  | |
333 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | |  | |
334 | Jerusalem, forever bright | | | | | |  | |
335 | I'm but a stranger here, heaven is my home | | | | | |  | |
336 | There is a holy city | | | | | |  | |
337 | We are on our journey home | | | | | |  | |
338 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | |  | |
339 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | |  | |
340 | My home is in heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | |  | |
341 | There is a happy land | | | | | |  | |
342 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | |  | |
343 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | |  | |
344 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | |  | |
345 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | |  | |
346 | They are waiting for the coming | | | | | |  | |
347 | When life's labor-song is sung | | | | | |  | |
348 | Weary wanderer o'er the main | | | | | |  | |
349 | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | |  | |
350 | O, happy saints, who dwell in light | | | | | |  | |
351 | There is a blessed home | | | | | |  | |
352 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | |  | |
353 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move | | | | | |  | |
354 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | |  | |
355 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | |  | |
356 | O land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | |  | |
357 | There's a beautiful land on high | | | | | |  | |
358 | I am waiting by the river | | | | | |  | |
359 | We are joyously voyaging over the main | | | | | |  | |
360 | I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger | | | | | |  | |
361 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | |  | |
362 | Haste, my dull soul, arise | | | | | |  | |
363 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | |  | |
364 | "Forever with the Lord!" | | | | | |  | |
365 | There is a beautiful world | | | | | |  | |
366 | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | |  | |
367 | By and by we shall see Jesus | | | | | |  | |
368 | Over the river the streets are of gold | | | | | |  | |
369 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | |  | |
370 | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | |  | |
371 | Only just across the river | | | | | |  | |
372 | On the sweet Eden shore, so peaceful and bright | | | | | |  | |
373 | Beautiful home of the blest | | | | | |  | |
374 | I have read of a beautiful city | | | | | |  | |
375 | In the march of life, through the toil and strife | | | | | |  | |
376 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | |  | |
377 | Repeat the story o'er and o'er | | | | | |  | |
378 | Go, bury thy sorrow | | | | | |  | |
379 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | |  | |
380 | Come, stay thy feet by the sheltering Rock | | | | | |  | |
381 | Glory to God! Peace on the earth! | | | | | |  | |
382 | Let every heart rejoice and sing | | | | | |  | |
383 | March along together | | | | | |  | |
384 | Through the love of God our Saviour | | | | | |  | |
385 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | |  | |
386 | Once more, my soul! the rising day | | | | | |  | |
387 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | |  | |
388 | There is beauty all around | | | | | |  | |
389 | Oh, whither should I go | | | | | |  | |
390 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | |  | |
391 | How blest the man whose sins the Lord | | | | | |  | |
392 | Beneath Moriah's rocky side | | | | | |  | |
393 | One by one, the sands are flowing | | | | | |  | |
394 | I heard a voice, the sweetest voice | | | | | |  | |
395 | The cross, the cross, the bloodstained cross | | | | | |  | |
396 | Who is he in yonder stall | | | | | |  | |
397 | Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear | | | | | |  | |
398 | Little drops of water | | | | | |  | |
399 | Jesus, engrave it on my heart | | | | | |  | |
400 | "Land ahead!" its fruits are waving | | | | | |  | |