# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | There's a bright eternal city | | | | | | | |
d202 | There's a home for you and me | | | | | | | |
d203 | There's a home of the soul | | | | | | | |
d204 | There's a home our Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
d205 | There's a home that the righteous | | | | | | | |
d206 | There's a precious volume | | | | | | | |
d207 | There's something in every line | | | | | | | |
d208 | This service of song | | | | | | | |
d209 | Thou art, O Lord, my help and stay | | | | | | | |
d210 | Though billows rise | | | | | | | |
d211 | 'Tis ever new and strange and sweet | | | | | | | |
d212 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d213 | 'Tis the gentle voice of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d214 | To whom shall we go but to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d215 | Toil on, dear friends, the Lord commands | | | | | | | |
d216 | Up, soldiers, up and away | | | | | | | |
d217 | We are on our journey | | | | | | | |
d218 | We are pilgrims here below | | | | | | | |
d219 | We lift our songs, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d220 | We read in God's word of a scarlet line | | | | | | | |
d221 | We read of a land where the shadows | | | | | | | |
d222 | We step toward God by our faith | | | | | | | |
d223 | We will march along | | | | | | | |
d224 | We're bound for gloryland on high | | | | | | | |
d225 | We're children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d226 | We're marching to a blessed land | | | | | | | |
d227 | What God may will is always best | | | | | | | |
d228 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d229 | When I have reached the palace | | | | | | | |
d230 | When I reach my home eternal | | | | | | | |
d231 | When I'm through my pilgrim journey | | | | | | | |
d232 | When love came to this heart | | | | | | | |
d233 | When my work down here | | | | | | | |
d234 | When my work on earth is ended | | | | | | | |
d235 | When the night was dark the Savior came | | | | | | | |
d236 | When the shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
d237 | When the way looks dreary | | | | | | | |
d238 | When your day of life is o'er | | | | | | | |
d239 | Which way are you going | | | | | | | |
d240 | Which way are you going, my brother | | | | | | | |
d241 | While here in the valley of sin | | | | | | | |
d242 | Why not come to Jesus, while the | | | | | | | |
d243 | Wild roll the bollows on sin's mighty deep | | | | | | | |
d244 | Wonderful the story | | | | | | | |
d245 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]