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d1 | All beauteous is our spirit home | | | | | | | |
d2 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
d3 | Angel Father, O be near me | | | | | | | |
d4 | Angel mother, long I listened | | | | | | | |
d5 | As distant lands behold the sea | | | | | | | |
d6 | Assembled at the closing hour | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake the song that gave to earth | | | | | | | |
d8 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blest be the Lord, the God of love | | | | | | | |
d10 | Bright angel bands e'er hover | | | | | | | |
d11 | Bright Star of hope, thy rise we hail | | | | | | | |
d12 | Brother, thou art gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d13 | Calm is the thought which angels bring | | | | | | | |
d14 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come for the crested billow | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prize | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d19 | Earth is waking, day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d20 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
d21 | Father in heaven, to thee my heart | | | | | | | |
d22 | Father of me and all mankind | | | | | | | |
d23 | Father of spirits, take, O take | | | | | | | |
d24 | Fly away to the promised land | | | | | | | |
d25 | Gently o'er the senses stealing | | | | | | | |
d26 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d27 | Good spirits from a brighter shore | | | | | | | |
d28 | Great God indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
d29 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d30 | Hark, the songs of angels swell | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hark, those bell tones sweetly pealing | | | | | | | |
d32 | Heavenly Father, sovereign [might] Lord | | | | | | | |
d33 | Holy Father, gently bless us | | | | | | | |
d34 | How cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliiss | | | | | | | |
d35 | How sweet and charming are the strins | | | | | | | |
d36 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d37 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d38 | I am thy guardian angel, sweet child | | | | | | | |
d39 | I saw an angel in my dreams | | | | | | | |
d40 | I saw thy form in youthful prime | | | | | | | |
d41 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
d42 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d43 | I'm but a pilgrim here, Far from my home | | | | | | | |
d44 | In God's eternity there shall a day arise | | | | | | | |
d45 | In the lone and silent midnight | | | | | | | |
d46 | Jerusalem, my glorious home | | | | | | | |
d47 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d48 | Let deepest silence all around | | | | | | | |
d49 | Light from the spirit world appears | | | | | | | |
d50 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d51 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d52 | Love never sleeps, the mother's eye | | | | | | | |
d53 | May the grace of guardian angels | | | | | | | |
d54 | Mere earthly powers shall fast decay | | | | | | | |
d55 | My Father, cheering name, O may I call Thee mine | | | | | | | |
d56 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
d57 | O come, ye weary ones of earth | | | | | | | |
d58 | O for a calm and holy life | | | | | | | |
d59 | O God of truth, arise and shine | | | | | | | |
d60 | O land of bliss, my heart now turns | | | | | | | |
d61 | O thou, the Life, the Light, the Truth | | | | | | | |
d62 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
d63 | Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain | | | | | | | |
d64 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d65 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d66 | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
d67 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
d68 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d69 | Radiant sun of truth divine | | | | | | | |
d70 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d71 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
d72 | Spirits bright are ever nigh | | | | | | | |
d73 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d74 | Sweet morn of truth thy dewy breath | | | | | | | |
d75 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
d76 | The glorious armies of the sky | | | | | | | |
d77 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
d78 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d79 | The sacred body of perfectness | | | | | | | |
d80 | The seraphs bright are hovering | | | | | | | |
d81 | The world has much of beautiful | | | | | | | |
d82 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
d83 | There is a pure and [a] peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
d84 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
d85 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d86 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d87 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d88 | They're near us when we heed them not | | | | | | | |
d89 | This world's not all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d90 | Thou great Instructor, lest I stray | | | | | | | |
d91 | We come at morn and dewy eve | | | | | | | |
d92 | We want no flag, no flaunting rag | | | | | | | |
d93 | What hand can stay the Spirit's power | | | | | | | |
d94 | What seraph like music falls sweet on my ear | | | | | | | |
d95 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
d96 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d97 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d98 | When the evening star is stealing | | | | | | | |
d99 | When the hours of day are numbered | | | | | | | |
d100 | When to you bright celestial spheres | | | | | | | |