| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d101 | On life's journey here below | | | | | | | |
| d102 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
| d103 | Onward, forward we are going | | | | | | | |
| d104 | Our dear Savior will give us a robe and a crown | | | | | | | |
| d105 | Our fathers, our fathers will [they'll] be there | | | | | | | |
| d106 | Over on the hills of glory, Where no trials | | | | | | | |
| d107 | Praises glad we shall be voicing in the land of great rejoicing | | | | | | | |
| d108 | Pray pray in the old time way, come Christians gather round | | | | | | | |
| d109 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
| d110 | Rallying around the banner of the Savior | | | | | | | |
| d111 | Savior, do not pass me by | | | | | | | |
| d112 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
| d113 | She's a little old fashioned | | | | | | | |
| d114 | Sin is a burden which no one can bear | | | | | | | |
| d115 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
| d116 | Softly the gentle breezes blow | | | | | | | |
| d117 | Some day I shall drift from the margin of time | | | | | | | |
| d118 | Some have fathers over yonder | | | | | | | |
| d119 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
| d120 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d121 | The Lord has saved me from my sins and I am glad | | | | | | | |
| d122 | The Lord is my glory in Him I am blest | | | | | | | |
| d123 | The mighty Lion who ruleth Zion | | | | | | | |
| d124 | The outstretched hand of Jesus is reaching now for you | | | | | | | |
| d125 | The Savior dear is pleading now | | | | | | | |
| d126 | The triune God beheld the world | | | | | | | |
| d127 | There is a bright and beautiful mansion | | | | | | | |
| d128 | There is a home so bright and fair | | | | | | | |
| d129 | There is joy along the way | | | | | | | |
| d130 | There is work for all to do, who to Jesus would be true | | | | | | | |
| d131 | There's a beautiful, beautiful land so fair | | | | | | | |
| d132 | There's a beautiful home where my spirit shall rest | | | | | | | |
| d133 | There's a call your soul must answer | | | | | | | |
| d134 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
| d135 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
| d136 | There's a home fair and bright | | | | | | | |
| d137 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
| d138 | There's a loving faithful mother | | | | | | | |
| d139 | There's a place in heaven waiting | | | | | | | |
| d140 | There's a road that leads to glory, to the sweet by and by | | | | | | | |
| d141 | There's a stream now flowing | | | | | | | |
| d142 | There's a telephone to heaven | | | | | | | |
| d143 | There's a time when we all shall stand | | | | | | | |
| d144 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d145 | They tell of a Christ who on Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d146 | Thou art gone, our precious mother | | | | | | | |
| d147 | Thou knowest, Lord, how much I need thee | | | | | | | |
| d148 | Though many trials of life betide me | | | | | | | |
| d149 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
| d150 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
| d151 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
| d152 | To Canaan's land I'm on my way | | | | | | | |
| d153 | To know I'm saved by grace divine | | | | | | | |
| d154 | To that bright home above | | | | | | | |
| d155 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
| d156 | Trials bravely meeting, hearts for Jesus beating | | | | | | | |
| d157 | 'Twas by his grace through faith I came | | | | | | | |
| d158 | 'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who pardoned my sins | | | | | | | |
| d159 | 'Twas Jesus on Mount Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d160 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
| d161 | We are going to a city where no night | | | | | | | |
| d162 | We are on the pilgrim's journey | | | | | | | |
| d163 | We are pressing on to the land of dawn | | | | | | | |
| d164 | We have started to a country | | | | | | | |
| d165 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
| d166 | We will send a message over the country wide | | | | | | | |
| d167 | We will sing a song of praise | | | | | | | |
| d168 | We're bound by friendship's golden chain | | | | | | | |
| d169 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d170 | What a wonderful change in my life | | | | | | | |
| d171 | What an anthem we shall raise | | | | | | | |
| d172 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
| d173 | When I am through with toil and care | | | | | | | |
| d174 | When I shall cross over the dark rolling tide | | | | | | | |
| d175 | When my journey is complete | | | | | | | |
| d176 | When our work on earth is ended, and the master | | | | | | | |
| d177 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
| d178 | When this weary life is o'er And our work on earth's complete | | | | | | | |
| d179 | When trials and troubles round me press | | | | | | | |
| d180 | When you are nearing eternity's share | | | | | | | |
| d181 | When your path grows dreary | | | | | | | |
| d182 | When you're by sorrows and troubles oppressed | | | | | | | |
| d183 | Where the Savior leads you go | | | | | | | |
| d184 | While going through life and its troubles and strife | | | | | | | |
| d185 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
| d186 | Will the angels come today | | | | | | | |
| d187 | Won't you scatter love and peace | | | | | | | |
| d188 | You who've heard the blessed gospel story | [You who've heard the blessed gospel story] | | | | | | |
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