# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A little longer here below | | | | | | | |
d2 | A wail comes o'er the wave, And speaks of sighing | | | | | | | |
d3 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d4 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almighty Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
d6 | And I heard the mourner say | | | | | | | |
d7 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d8 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d9 | Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d10 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d11 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God, On the cross | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d16 | Dear Father, e're we part, Now [O] let thy grace | | | | | | | |
d17 | Father, hear, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d19 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing while thy praise | | | | | | | |
d20 | Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d21 | Holy Bible, well I love thee | | | | | | | |
d22 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d23 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d24 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d25 | How precious the dying of saints to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d26 | I know 'tis Jesus loves my soul | | | | | | | |
d27 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d28 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d29 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d30 | I was vain and merry hearted | | | | | | | |
d31 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d32 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d33 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d34 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d35 | Is it true that I must lie in the graveyard | | | | | | | |
d36 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d37 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d38 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jesus, we thy lambs would be | | | | | | | |
d40 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d41 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d42 | Little children, love the Savior | | | | | | | |
d43 | Live on the field of battle | | | | | | | |
d44 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d45 | Meek and lowly, pure and holy | | | | | | | |
d46 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d47 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d48 | O send forth the Bible | | | | | | | |
d49 | O that I had a secret place | | | | | | | |
d50 | O there will be mourning, mourning, mourning | | | | | | | |
d51 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d52 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d53 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d54 | Preserved by thine almighty power | | | | | | | |
d55 | Rouse thee, child of heaven | | | | | | | |
d56 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d57 | Stand up for Jesus, All who lead his host | | | | | | | |
d58 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
d59 | The flowery field O youth she trod | | | | | | | |
d60 | The year has flown and we again | | | | | | | |
d61 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
d62 | 'Tis religion that can give in the light | | | | | | | |
d63 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d64 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d65 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d66 | We go the way that leads to God | | | | | | | |
d67 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d68 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
d69 | We're marching to the promised land | | | | | | | |
d70 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d71 | What to me are earth's pleasures | | | | | | | |
d72 | Where, O where are the Hebrew children | | | | | | | |
d73 | Where'er we meet, you always say | | | | | | | |
d74 | Who was in the [a] manger laid | | | | | | | |