# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
102 | Lo a mighty harvest | | | | | | | |
103 | There's a wonderful place we call home | | | | | | | |
104 | We are slowly drifting | | | | | | | |
105 | The dead, in Christ, are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
106 | Keep the joybells ringing | | | | | | | |
107 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
108 | Through the white and waiting fields | | | | | | | |
109 | There's a mansion where the saints forever rests | | | | | | | |
110 | Lord Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine | | | | | | | |
111 | Oh, how I wish that I could catch a vision | | | | | | | |
112 | We know we cannot live always | | | | | | | |
113 | We are sailing on | | | | | | | |
114 | The evening shades are falling | | | | | | | |
115 | I want to go back | | | | | | | |
116 | Traveling homeward all the while | | | | | | | |
117 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
118 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
119 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
120 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
121 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
122 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
123 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
124 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
125 | The Savior left his home of light | | | | | | | |
126 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
127 | I've wandered far away from God | | | | | | | |
128 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
129 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
130 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
131 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
132 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
133 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
134 | Just as I am! without one plea | | | | | | | |
135 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
136 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
137 | O thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
138 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
139 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
140 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
141 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
142 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
143 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
144 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
145 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
146 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
147 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
148 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
149 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
150 | 'Tis my Lord who knows all my griefs and woes | | | | | | | |
151 | Look away from the cross | | | | | | | |
152 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
153 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |