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3 | Quiet as a peaceful river | | | | | | | |
4 | Thro' heav'n's clear arch the echoes rang | | | | | | | |
5 | Courage! fellow pilgrim, Tho' the path be rough | | | | | | | |
6 | Youthful volunteers, Truth her standard rears | | | | | | | |
7 | Lift to God the voice of praise | | | | | | | |
8 | The Shepherd leads his sheep | | | | | | | |
9 | Blest leaves of healing, o'er the nations shed thy balm | | | | | | | |
10 | Distant lands are waiting now | | | | | | | |
11 | Though the night o'erhang our dwelling | | | | | | | |
12 | Let something for Jesus be done | | | | | | | |
13 | Lord of every land and nation | | | | | | | |
14 | Glad as the morning, swift as the light | | | | | | | |
15 | When, streaming from the eastern skies | | | | | | | |
16 | Hark! the choral band With its music floating ever | | | | | | | |
17 | Soldiers of Jesus, speak for your Lord | | | | | | | |
18 | Why are children singing? | | | | | | | |
19 | Jesus! in thy glorious dwelling | | | | | | | |
20 | Upon the crystal walls so bright | | | | | | | |
21 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
22 | Quickly spread the joyful tidings | | | | | | | |
23 | We are Jesus' little lambs | | | | | | | |
24 | Take the Bible, teacher, if you strive young hearts to win | | | | | | | |
25 | There's a star that shines on the blest highway | | | | | | | |
26 | Great will be the conflict, when the pow'r of sin | | | | | | | |
27 | You are living! are you felling | | | | | | | |
28 | Alleluia, sing to Jesus | | | | | | | |
29 | When toiling o'er life's rugged road | | | | | | | |
30 | As pilgrims to Zion, we journey along | | | | | | | |
31 | When sailing o'er time's restless sea | | | | | | | |
32 | He that goeth forth and weeps | | | | | | | |
33 | Star of the pilot, Beautiful angel | | | | | | | |
34 | Make a garland for the Saviour | | | | | | | |
35 | Little children, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
36 | Bring the children from afar | | | | | | | |
37 | Have ye seen the star that was bright above | | | | | | | |
38 | Voices of gladness join in the strain | | | | | | | |
39 | There's a beautiful land, a land of light | | | | | | | |
40a | Into Thy hands, O Lord, Myself I give | | | | | | | |
40b | See, the sun is high in heaven | | | | | | | |
42 | Youth, remember thy Creator | | | | | | | |
43 | When we meet in bliss eternal | | | | | | | |
44 | Onward, Christian Soldiers | | | | | | | |
45 | "Christ the Lord has ris'n today" | | | | | | | |
46 | Little children, marching onward | | | | | | | |
48 | I was blind when Jesus sought me | | | | | | | |
49 | "Work, for the night is coming" | | | | | | | |
50 | How deeply within the lone bosom | | | | | | | |
51 | Ho, ev'ry one that thirsteth! | | | | | | | |
52 | We shall meet in that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
53 | To-day the Saviour calls! | | | | | | | |
54 | Immanuel reigns from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
55 | Oh! wilt Thou list great God of light | | | | | | | |
56 | "One by one," the bonds are severed | | | | | | | |
57 | Children let us join and sing | | | | | | | |
58 | We are singing, we are singing | | | | | | | |
59 | Lift thine eyes! The fields have whitened | | | | | | | |
60 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
61 | In the weary tasks of toiling | | | | | | | |
62 | In the Sunday School army our names are enrolled | | | | | | | |
63 | Down thro' life's waters chill and deep | | | | | | | |
64 | This is the precious story | | | | | | | |
65 | "Oh, had I wings like a dove," I would fly | | | | | | | |
66 | In that beautiful home over there | | | | | | | |
67 | I gave my life for thee | | | | | | | |
68 | Brightly glowing, joy bestowing | | | | | | | |
69 | Beyond the bounds of mortal sight | | | | | | | |
70 | How sweet and fair is the summer land | | | | | | | |
71 | Precious Sabbath thou wast given | | | | | | | |
72 | Anywhere with Jesus, says the Christian heart | | | | | | | |
73 | Lamb of God I look to thee | | | | | | | |
74 | Shall we walk with him in white | | | | | | | |
75 | Where shall the weary find | | | | | | | |
76a | "Give me thy heart," the sweet words fall | | | | | | | |
76b | Look not backward! 'Tis before thee | | | | | | | |
78 | A light arose in the Eastern sky--a bright and shining gem | | | | | | | |
79 | Time is earnest, passing by | | | | | | | |
80 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
81 | There are lights by the shore of that country | | | | | | | |
82 | Oh! the golden Sunset Ferry | | | | | | | |
83 | Our young hearts were early bringing | | | | | | | |
84 | Go work in my vineyard, there's plenty to do | | | | | | | |
85 | When shall each distant nation | | | | | | | |
86 | The Saviour's precious word? | | | | | | | |
87 | Pilgrim has thy night been dreary? | | | | | | | |
88 | I love to be found when the Sabbath rolls round | | | | | | | |
89 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
90 | What tho' the fig tree blossoms not | | | | | | | |
91 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
92 | Come, come, come; let us sing the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
93 | 'Tis midnight, and a fragile bark | | | | | | | |
94 | Say, what theme of rapture sweet | | | | | | | |
95 | I heard a voice, a mighty voice | | | | | | | |
96 | Waves of life so freely flowing | | | | | | | |
97 | We lay aside our toil and care | | | | | | | |
98 | Lift thine eyes unto the hills | | | | | | | |
99 | Watch, for the time is short | [Watch, for the time is short] | | | | | | |
100 | Ye shall shine as the stars ever beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
101 | In my Father's house above | | | | | | | |
102 | Many gifts our Lord has given | | | | | | | |
103 | I bring my sins to Thee | | | | | | | |