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d1 | A widow sat watching her fair-haired boy | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almost saved you waiting stand | | | | | | | |
d6 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d7 | Angel voices sweetly singing, echoes through | | | | | | | |
d8 | Are you marching on to glory | | | | | | | |
d9 | As I travel day by day | | | | | | | |
128 | Beautiful hands at the gateway tonight | [Beautiful hands at the gateway tonight] | | | | | | |
d11 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blow ye the trumpet, all ye Zion's host | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d15 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come home, poor sinner, Why longer roam | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d20 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d21 | Enthroned on high, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d22 | Far sweeter than the honey comb | | | | | | | |
d23 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d24 | Fully persuaded, Lord, I believe | | | | | | | |
d25 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d26 | Go, bury thy [your] sorrow, The world hath [has] its share | | | | | | | |
d27 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d28 | Have you heard what Jesus said to me | | | | | | | |
d29 | Here we're often tossed and driven on the rest | | | | | | | |
d30 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d31 | I am bound for the land of Beulah | | | | | | | |
d32 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d33 | I am nearing the port | | | | | | | |
d34 | I am passing down the valley | | | | | | | |
d35 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d36 | I am sweeping through the gates | | | | | | | |
d37 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d38 | I can see beyond the mountains | | | | | | | |
d39 | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
d40 | I have heard my Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have heard the sweet story of Jesus tonight | | | | | | | |
d42 | I have started for the kingdom, I am on my | | | | | | | |
d43 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d44 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d45 | I left it all with Jesus long ago | | | | | | | |
d46 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d47 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d48 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d49 | I saw a blood washed traveler in garments white as snow | | | | | | | |
d50 | I will trust Jesus, [my] wonderful Savior | | | | | | | |
d51 | I would love thee, blessed Jesus, I would lean | | | | | | | |
d52 | I'm a child of the King, who is mightier far | | | | | | | |
d53 | I'm a soldier bound for glory, I'm a soldier marching on | | | | | | | |
d54 | I'm filled with wondrous joy today | | | | | | | |
d55 | In the resurrection morning when the trump of God shall sound | | | | | | | |
d56 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d57 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d58 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide | | | | | | | |
d59 | I've been on Mount Pisgah's lofty height | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d61 | Jesus loves me, and I know I love him | | | | | | | |
d62 | Keep me, O my Savior, keep me | | | | | | | |
d63 | Let the song wave roll | | | | | | | |
d64 | Let the sunshine of God's love | | | | | | | |
d65 | Life is like a mountain railroad | | | | | | | |
d66 | Like Noah's weary dove that soared the earth around | | | | | | | |
d67 | Living in sunlight beautiful sunlight | | | | | | | |
d68 | Methinks I feel the balmy air | | | | | | | |
d69 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d70 | My Father knows just what is best | | | | | | | |
d71 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d72 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d73 | My Redeemer has gone to prepare | | | | | | | |
d74 | My Shepherd is the Lord Most High, And all my wants | | | | | | | |
d75 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d76 | O Lord, revive the old time power | | | | | | | |
d77 | O my brother, do you know the Savior Who is wondrous kind and true | | | | | | | |
d78 | O my brother, have you been to Beulah land? | | | | | | | |
d79 | O ransomed souls [throng] with joyous song | | | | | | | |
d80 | O the bitter shame [pain] and [of] sorrow | | | | | | | |
d81 | O there is a happy country | | | | | | | |
d82 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d83 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d84 | O thou the great refiner | | | | | | | |
d85 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d86 | Overhead dark clouds had gathered | | | | | | | |
d87 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d88 | Praise God, I live in Beulah land | | | | | | | |
d89 | Religion makes me happy, And then I want to go | | | | | | | |
d90 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d91 | Rock me to sleep, for the day has been long | | | | | | | |
d92 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d93 | Seek the blessings of a heart made pure | | | | | | | |
d94 | Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating | | | | | | | |
d95 | Since Jesus washed my sins away, 'tis glory all | | | | | | | |
d96 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d97 | Sinner, won't you come to Jesus, he will cleanse | | | | | | | |
d98 | Some day my labor here shall cease | | | | | | | |
d99 | Some day upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
d100 | Soon the toils of life will cease | | | | | | | |