| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d201 | There will come a day when the Lord shall say | | | | | | | |
| d202 | There's a blessed home above | | | | | | | |
| d203 | There's a city so fair, with beauties untold | | | | | | | |
| d204 | There's a crown awaiting me | | | | | | | |
| d205 | There's a glad, sweet song in my heart today | | | | | | | |
| d206 | There's a glorious place I shall reach | | | | | | | |
| d207 | There's a song of gladness ringing in my soul | | | | | | | |
| d208 | There's a Stranger at the door, let him [the Stranger] in | | | | | | | |
| d209 | They tell me of a city far up in the sky | | | | | | | |
| d210 | This is the season of hope and grace | | | | | | | |
| d211 | Thou only art holy | | | | | | | |
| d212 | Though we part, we shall meet | | | | | | | |
| d213 | Though you meet with sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d214 | Through narrows some vessels are passing each day | | | | | | | |
| d215 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
| d216 | To a bright heavenly home far beyond death's sea | | | | | | | |
| d217 | Up to my heavenly mansion above | | | | | | | |
| d218 | We all must stand in the judgment day | | | | | | | |
| d219 | We are marching home, to the glory land | | | | | | | |
| d220 | We are marching on from day to day | | | | | | | |
| d221 | We may lighten toil and care | | | | | | | |
| d222 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d223 | We profess to follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d224 | We're bound for gloryland on high | | | | | | | |
| d225 | We're marching to a better land | | | | | | | |
| d226 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
| d227 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d228 | What kind of seed are you sowing today | | | | | | | |
| d229 | What light is this whose constant ray | | | | | | | |
| d230 | What though God's servants travel as heralds | | | | | | | |
| d231 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
| d232 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
| d233 | When I have reached the soul's bright land | | | | | | | |
| d234 | When I reach my home eternal | | | | | | | |
| d235 | When my Savior came to earth | | | | | | | |
| d236 | When my sky is with clouds overspread | | | | | | | |
| d237 | When the clouds of affliction have gathered | | | | | | | |
| d238 | When the morning breaks o'er the silver lates | | | | | | | |
| d239 | When the storms of life are raging And the wind and waves prevail | | | | | | | |
| d240 | When the way groweth drear do not yield to fear | | | | | | | |
| d241 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
| d242 | When upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
| d243 | Where the harvest fields are gleaming | | | | | | | |
| d244 | While here on life's journey you surely will find | | | | | | | |
| d245 | Who can take your guilt away | | | | | | | |
| d246 | Why do you linger in darkness so long | | | | | | | |
| d247 | With banners waving and armor bright | | | | | | | |
| d248 | With hands that are bleeding because of your sin | | | | | | | |
| d249 | With joy I press on the King's highway | | | | | | | |
| d250 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
| d251 | Would you be a sunbeam filled with heaven's light | | | | | | | |
| d252 | Would you have your life transfigured | | | | | | | |
| d253 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
| d254 | Ye lovers of Jesus, awake and arise | | | | | | | |
| d255 | Ye workers in God's vineyard whatever your calling be | | | | | | | |
| d256 | Yonder in the blessed city | | | | | | | |
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