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3 | Sparkling jewels of song we bring | | | | | | | |
4 | They are going, only going | | | | | | | |
5 | Many children dear to us while here | | | | | | | |
6 | How bravely sails the gallant ship | | | | | | | |
7 | Little children, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
8 | The book of books, the Bible | | | | | | | |
9 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
10 | O, have you not heard of that realm of delight | | | | | | | |
11 | Holy Bible, book divine! | | | | | | | |
12 | Stand up for Jesus! let not pride | | | | | | | |
13 | Would you lay your burden down? | | | | | | | |
14 | Garlands we bring, fresh garlands of song | | | | | | | |
15 | O, I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea | | | | | | | |
16 | Beyond the gladness and the grieving | | | | | | | |
17 | Mine the cross, and thine the glory | | | | | | | |
18 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
19 | Who is this that calls, "O weary" | | | | | | | |
20 | Near the cross our station taking | | | | | | | |
21 | I am waiting for the Master | | | | | | | |
22 | Onward, Christian! onward go | | | | | | | |
23 | I dreamed of the land of the pure and bright | [I dreamed of the land of the pure and bright] | | | | | | |
24 | Oh, think of a home over there | | | | | | | |
25 | Over the river the crystal stream flows | | | | | | | |
26 | I will sing you a song of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
27 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
28a | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
28b | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
29 | Far away in the land of the pure and bright | | | | | | | |
30 | O, blessed bond that mkes us one | | | | | | | |
31 | We are travelers here below | | | | | | | |
32a | When shall we meet again | | | | | | | |
32b | Today the Savior calls; Ye wand'rers, come | | | | | | | |
33 | Long my spirit pined in sorrow | | | | | | | |
34 | We're marching on! we're marching on! | | | | | | | |
35 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
36 | There's many a poor little boy | | | | | | | |
37 | Oh, bright is the shore that lies beyond | | | | | | | |
38 | Journeying onward, ev'ry day | | | | | | | |
39 | Cast thy bread upon the waters | | | | | | | |
40 | Tossed with rough winds and faint with fear | | | | | | | |
41 | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
42 | We have come rejoicing on this happy day | | | | | | | |
43 | Alas! how poor and little worth | | | | | | | |
44a | Beside the throne of God most high | | | | | | | |
44b | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
45a | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
45b | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
46 | Saints for whom the Savior bled | | | | | | | |
47 | I soon shall leave a world where sin | | | | | | | |
48 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
49 | Children of Jerusalem, Sing the praise of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
50 | Sweet hour, on Lord's day morning | | | | | | | |
51 | We ask for peace, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
52 | Oh, send forth the Bible, more precious than gold! | | | | | | | |
53 | Though oft mine eyes with wondering gaze | | | | | | | |
54 | Look, dear father, see the angels | | | | | | | |
55 | In yonder radiant world above | | | | | | | |
56 | We come, with hearts of gladness | | | | | | | |
57 | One by one we cross the river | | | | | | | |
58 | There's a river above in the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
60 | The Bible reveals a glorious land | | | | | | | |
61 | I will sing for Jesus | | | | | | | |
62 | Let the children come to me | | | | | | | |
63 | Tell me of heaven, but not of its glory | | | | | | | |
64 | Disciples of Jesus why stand ye here idle | | | | | | | |
65 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
66 | Are you marching, patient marching | | | | | | | |
67 | Draw near, ye weary, bowed, and broken hearted | | | | | | | |
68 | We are waiting, watching here | | | | | | | |
69 | Hark! the deep-toned bell is calling | | | | | | | |
70 | Oh, give me a home on that beautiful shore | | | | | | | |
71 | If we knew, when walking tho'tless | | | | | | | |
72 | Fading, fading, all are fading | | | | | | | |
73 | A ship was on the mighty deep | | | | | | | |
76 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
77a | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
77b | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
78 | There's a beautiful story the Scriptures tell | | | | | | | |
79 | We are trav'ling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
80 | One who loved the Savior best | | | | | | | |
81 | Just beyond the care and strife | | | | | | | |
82 | Far beyond life's fitful fever | | | | | | | |
83 | We never will think there is naught we can do | | | | | | | |
84a | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
84b | Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |
85 | Oh, be not the first to discover | | | | | | | |
86 | There is a land celestial | | | | | | | |
87 | Pressing after Christ our Savior | | | | | | | |
88 | Let us sing of the land, of the land far away | | | | | | | |
89 | Jesus, gentle Shepherd, lead me | | | | | | | |
90 | I journey forth rejoicing | | | | | | | |
91 | In our Sunday school we gladly meet | | | | | | | |
92 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
93a | Don't you hear the angels sing | | | | | | | |
93b | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
94 | I love the blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
95 | Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him | | | | | | | |