# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
500 | My soul, be on thy guard | LABAN | | | | | | |
501 | Soldiers of the cross, arise! | OVERTON | | | | | | |
502 | So fades the lovely, blooming flow'r | FEDERAL STREET | | | | | | |
503 | How blest the righteous when he dies! | EVA | | | | | | |
504 | As the sweet flower that scents the morn | | | | | | | |
505 | "We've no abiding city here" | | | | | | | |
506 | Why should we start, and fear to die? | HAMBURG | | | | | | |
507 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
508 | In this lone hour of deep distress | | | | | | | |
509 | Say, why should friendship grieve for those | GONE BEFORE | | | | | | |
510 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | REST | | | | | | |
511 | Go, spirit of the sainted dead | THE SAINTED DEAD | | | | | | |
512 | Farewell, vain world, I'm going home | FAREWELL, VAIN WORLD | | | | | | |
513 | Not now, but when 'tis God's sweet will | SOMETIME WE'LL SURELY KNOW | | | | | | |
514 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | ASHVILLE | | | | | | |
515 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
516 | Thy life I read, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
517 | My span of life will soon be done | BELIEF | | | | | | |
518 | Ye mourning saints whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
519 | Behold the western evening light! | BYEFIELD | | | | | | |
520 | If I must die, O, let me die | | | | | | | |
521 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
522 | When blooming youth is snatched away | STEPHENS | | | | | | |
523 | There is a house not made with hands | ST. ANN'S | | | | | | |
524 | Why do we mourn departing friends | INVITATION | | | | | | |
525 | In vain our fancy strives to paint | YORK | | | | | | |
526 | It is not death to die | IT IS NOT DEATH TO DIE | | | | | | |
527 | Go to thy rest, fair child | | | | | | | |
528 | Servant of God, well done! | | | | | | | |
529 | Pastor, thou art from us taken | MEMORIA | | | | | | |
530 | Sister, thou was mild and lovely | MOUNT VERNON | | | | | | |
531 | Happy soul! thy days are ended | ENEE | | | | | | |
532 | Think, O ye who fondly languish | | | | | | | |
533 | One by one we cross the river | THE ANGEL GUARDIAN | | | | | | |
534 | We shall sleep, but not forever | WE SHALL SLEEP, BUT NOT FOREVER | | | | | | |
535 | Shall we meet beyond the river | SHALL WE MEET? | | | | | | |
536 | One by one our loved ones leave us | PASSING THROUGH THE GATE | | | | | | |
537 | Savior, now receive him | SAVIOR, RECEIVE HIM | | | | | | |
538 | Friend after friend departs | DEPARTURE | | | | | | |
539 | Safe in the arms of Jesus | SAFE IN THE ARMS OF JESUS | | | | | | |
540 | We are going down the valley, one by one | WE ARE GOING DOWN THE VALLEY | | | | | | |
541 | Peacefully lay him down to rest | SLEEP TILL THAT MORNING | | | | | | |
542 | I am passing down the valley | VALE OF BEULAH | | | | | | |
543 | At ev'ry motion of our breath | PRECIOUS MOMENTS | | | | | | |
544 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | SUN OF MY SOUL | | | | | | |
545 | Let others boast how strong they be | ROMBERG | | | | | | |
546 | How vain are all things here below | MOUNT AUBURN | | | | | | |
547 | Thee we adore, eternal name | NEWCASTLE | | | | | | |
548 | My days, my weeks, my months, my years | GREGORY | | | | | | |
549 | Lord, what a feeble piece | IDUMEA | | | | | | |
550 | Tomorrow, Lord! is thine | HAVERHILL | | | | | | |
551 | Time is winging us away | TIME IS WINGING US AWAY | | | | | | |
552 | There is a region lovelier far | BATTLE CREEK | | | | | | |
553 | On Zion's glorious summit stood | ZION'S SUMMIT | | | | | | |
554 | My heav'nly home is bright and fair | MY HEAVENLY HOM | | | | | | |
555 | O happy saints that dwell in light | ROSE HILL | | | | | | |
556 | Jerusalem, my glorious home! | POSTEN | | | | | | |
557 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | WINGS OF FAITH | | | | | | |
558 | When languor and disease invade | SIMPSON | | | | | | |
559 | What, if our bark, o'er life's rough wave | MY BEAUTIFUL HOME | | | | | | |
560 | O, what a lonely path were ours | WOODSTOCK | | | | | | |
561 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | DEVIZES | | | | | | |
562 | There is a land of pure delight | VARINA | | | | | | |
563 | No eye has seen, nor ear has heard | CASSVILLE | | | | | | |
564 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | ON JORDAN'S STORMY BANKS | | | | | | |
565 | A few more years shall roll | A FEW MORE YEARS SHALL ROLL | | | | | | |
566 | A sweetly solemn thought | SAYLOR | | | | | | |
567 | To the promised home in glory | REST OVER JORDAN | | | | | | |
568 | There is a happy land | THERE IS A HAPPY LAND | | | | | | |
569 | High in yonder realms of light | BENEVENTO | | | | | | |
570 | When we pass thro' yonder river | MEYERSDALE | | | | | | |
571 | We seek the Golden City | THE GOLDEN CITY | | | | | | |
572 | My days are gliding swiftly by | SHINING SHORE | | | | | | |
573 | There is a place where my hopes are stayed | MY FATHERLAND | | | | | | |
574 | I would not live alway | FREDERICK | | | | | | |
575 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | THE DAY IS AT HAND | | | | | | |
576 | Joyfully, joyfully onward I move | JOYFULLY | | | | | | |
577 | Oh, think of the home over there | HOME OVER THERE | | | | | | |
578 | I love to think of my home above | MY HOME ABOVE | | | | | | |
579 | On the happy golden shore | MEET ME THERE | | | | | | |
580 | My brother, awake, and sing the sweet story | WHEN ALL THE SINGERS GET HOME | | | | | | |
581 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | THEN HAVEN OF REST | | | | | | |
582 | I will sing you a song of the beautiful land | HOME OF THE SOUL | | | | | | |
583 | There's a home for saints prepared | MEET ME IN HEAVEN | | | | | | |
584 | We speak of the realms of the blest | PIERCE | | | | | | |
585 | Mid scenes of confusion, and creature complaints | HOME, SWEET HOME | | | | | | |
586 | An alien from God and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
587 | A home in heav'n! What a joyful tho't | A HOME IN HEAVEN | | | | | | |
588 | My dearest friends, in bonds of love | PARTING HAND | | | | | | |
589 | O happy day! when saints shall meet | ROSEDALE | | | | | | |
590 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | SALVATION | | | | | | |
591 | Come, let us strike our harps afresh | ARCADIA | | | | | | |
592 | Now, brethren, to your homes repair | DEDHAM | | | | | | |
593 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | FAIR HAVEN | | | | | | |
594 | Blest be the dear uniting | SALEM | | | | | | |
595 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | PARTING HYMN | | | | | | |
596 | And are we yet alive | ROBINSON | | | | | | |
597 | When shall we all meet again? | VERNON | | | | | | |
598 | When shall we all meet again | UNITY | | | | | | |
599 | Jesus, grant us all a blessing | GREENVILLE | | | | | | |