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1a | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | | | |
1b | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
2 | It was matchless love that found me | | | | | | | |
3 | Hark, ten thousand voices sounding | | | | | | | |
4 | In all this wide, wide world around | | | | | | | |
5 | I am in the old cross way | | | | | | | |
6 | A pilgrim I'm walking life's pathway | | | | | | | |
7 | Jesus Christ, the mighty one | | | | | | | |
8 | As we tread this vale below | | | | | | | |
9 | I sit alone one night | | | | | | | |
10 | Some glad, sweet day on yonder shore | | | | | | | |
11 | There is a home so we are told | | | | | | | |
12 | I'll stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
13 | When sad and lonely | | | | | | | |
14 | From the Lord no more I wander | | | | | | | |
15 | What can save the sinsick soul | | | | | | | |
16 | The word of God tells me | | | | | | | |
17 | When I was wandering far, far from God | | | | | | | |
18 | Hear the Master gently calling | | | | | | | |
19 | If you would walk the streets | | | | | | | |
20 | In the royal service | | | | | | | |
21 | Upon thy arm, dear Lord, I lean | | | | | | | |
22 | When my work on earth is ended | | | | | | | |
23 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
24 | I want to do more for Jesus | | | | | | | |
25 | A message is ringing so sweet | | | | | | | |
26 | When our earthly course is run | | | | | | | |
27 | Hear the earnest call for reapers | | | | | | | |
28 | We are on life's ocean | | | | | | | |
29 | O'er the dark and silent river | | | | | | | |
30 | The hills and the valleys | | | | | | | |
31 | The Lord is my refuge, in him I'll confide | | | | | | | |
32 | I've volunteered for service with Christ | | | | | | | |
33 | Fields are bending | | | | | | | |
34 | Let earth, sea and sky | | | | | | | |
35 | Have you heard the story of the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
36 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
37 | When Jesus died on [upon] the cross | | | | | | | |
38 | I wonder if some mother's boy | | | | | | | |
39 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
40 | There's a country sublime | | | | | | | |
41 | I love to look back | | | | | | | |
42 | My soul is encompassed with glory | | | | | | | |
43 | I am looking away to that cloudless shore | | | | | | | |
44 | Happy in Jesus everywhere I go | | | | | | | |
45 | Saviour, at Thy feet I bow | | | | | | | |
46 | To the harvest fields I will gladly go | | | | | | | |
47 | There is a way that seemeth right | | | | | | | |
48 | Jesus calls for loyal workers | | | | | | | |
49 | Are you living, now, my brother | | | | | | | |
50 | I've left the vale of darkness | | | | | | | |
51 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
52 | Oft my soul's in wild commotion | | | | | | | |
53 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
54 | I'm not ashamed of the gospel of Christ | | | | | | | |
55 | I've found a Friend who's always trues | | | | | | | |
56 | Oh behold Jesus in Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
57 | I can hear my Savior calling, So can I | | | | | | | |
58 | The sky is often dreary | | | | | | | |
59 | I am pressing right along | | | | | | | |
60 | If our blessed Lord is leading | | | | | | | |
61 | We are valiant Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
62 | I hear a voice from realms above | | | | | | | |
63 | Farewell, my friends, I'm bound to leave you | | | | | | | |
64 | When the way is rough before [for] you don't you know that Jesus knows | | | | | | | |
65 | When the Savior comes for his chosen ones | | | | | | | |
66 | I love to read and think of Jesus | | | | | | | |
67 | There's a place, a dear and hallowed spot | | | | | | | |
68 | There's a wondrous theme ringing | | | | | | | |
69 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
70 | O let me tell you | | | | | | | |
71 | I've heard of a city whose builder is God | | | | | | | |
72 | There's a mighty battle raging | | | | | | | |
73 | As you travel onward through this desert | | | | | | | |
74 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
75 | When my work of life is done | | | | | | | |
76 | Keep my heart, O blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
77 | Within the garden lone | | | | | | | |
78 | Why need I fear, when I am never alone | | | | | | | |
79 | O how sweet the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
80 | Come ye now, saith God | | | | | | | |
81 | O let us look beyond this life | | | | | | | |
82 | Lift the gospel banner, Wave it far and wide | | | | | | | |
83 | Let not your heart be troubled | | | | | | | |
84 | I've always been told | | | | | | | |
85 | There's a sunny side where no ill betide | | | | | | | |
86 | My heart belongs to Jesus | | | | | | | |
87 | I'm walking by faith | | | | | | | |
88 | 'Twas not through works that I had done | | | | | | | |
89 | See, the sun shines brightly | | | | | | | |
90 | Send the blessed gospel story | | | | | | | |
91 | Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling | | | | | | | |
92 | Behold, a stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
93 | Good deeds are golden treasures | | | | | | | |
94 | The noonday sun is shining | | | | | | | |
95 | Lo, the fields now ripe for harvest | | | | | | | |
96 | Blessed Savior, thou wilt guide me | | | | | | | |
97 | I am thinking today of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
98 | Someone will knock at the saints bright home | | | | | | | |
99 | There's a land beyond the river, that we call the sweet forever | | | | | | | |