# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a75 | When the voyage of life is ended | | | | | | | |
a76 | My soul shall make her joyful boast | | | | | | | |
a77 | With earth's adoring throng, with spirits glorified | | | | | | | |
a78 | 'Twas not to the pool of Siloam | | | | | | | |
a79 | I am saved, the Lord hath saved me | | | | | | | |
a80 | I am waiting, only waiting | | | | | | | |
a81 | Bless me my Saviour, I bring my heart to Thee | | | | | | | |
a82 | I have found repose for my weary soul | | | | | | | |
a83 | Nothing unclean can enter in | | | | | | | |
a84 | Lord, I come, I wait no longer, Lo I give myself to Thee | | | | | | | |
a85 | Crowded is your heart with cares | | | | | | | |
a86 | Angel voices sweetly singing, echoes through | | | | | | | |
a87 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
a88 | Lead me gently home, Father | | | | | | | |
a89 | Suffering Saviour, with thorn crown | | | | | | | |
a90 | Out amid the waves of ocean | | | | | | | |
a91 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
a92 | Thanks be to Jesus, his mercy is free | | | | | | | |
a93 | To Jesus' blood I owe my soul's supremest good | | | | | | | |
a94 | Are you willing, my sister, my brother | | | | | | | |
a95 | Take thy cross without repining | | | | | | | |
a96 | Will your anchor hold in the storms of life? | | | | | | | |
a97 | O, sinner, come along with me | | | | | | | |
a98 | Hear the footsteps of Jesus | | | | | | | |
a99 | Watch, ye saints, with eyelids waking | | | | | | | |
a100 | Strangers and pilgrims, we journey below | | | | | | | |
a101 | I know I love Thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
a102 | There is a spot to me more dear | | | | | | | |
a103 | Saved from sin, and saved from doubting | | | | | | | |
a104 | Behold the ark of God | | | | | | | |
a105 | Beneath the glorious throne above | | | | | | | |
a106 | There is a land of pleasure | | | | | | | |
a107 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
a108 | Yonder! see the Lord descending | | | | | | | |
a109 | Come all ye wandering pilgrims dear | | | | | | | |
a110 | We speak of the land of the blest | | | | | | | |
a111 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
a112 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
a113 | Jesus loves me, and I know I love Him | | | | | | | |
a114 | Come, O Thou traveller unknown | [Come, O thou traveller unknown] | | | | | | |
a115 | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
a116 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
a117 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
a118 | God loved the world of sinners lost | | | | | | | |
a119 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
a120 | Come Thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
a121 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
a122 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
a123 | My life flows on in endless song | | | | | | | |
a124 | Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine | | | | | | | |
a125 | I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
a126 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
a127 | Of Him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
a128 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
a129 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
a130 | He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
a131 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
a132 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
a133 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
a134 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
a135 | O happy day that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
a136 | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
a137 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
a138 | Jesus, Thine all-victorious love | | | | | | | |
a139 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
a140 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
a141 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
a142 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
a143 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
a144 | To the cross of Christ, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
a145 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
a146 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
a147 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
a148 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
a149 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
a150 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
a151 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
a152 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
a153 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
a154 | 'Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died on the tree | | | | | | | |
a155 | O, brother, will you meet me? | | | | | | | |
a156 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
a157 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
a158 | O, I left it all with Jesus long ago, long ago | | | | | | | |