# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
00 | There's an unknown river flowing | | | | | | | |
1a | Praise the Lord each day | | | | | | | |
1 | Temple echoes now ring though the billows roll | | | | | | | |
2 | Once my soul was lost in sin | | | | | | | |
3 | There's a city o'er the way and we'll be going | | | | | | | |
4 | There's a land somewhere I know | | | | | | | |
5 | If you give thanks each day | | | | | | | |
6 | I am walking today in the blood sprinkled way | | | | | | | |
7 | Jesus is dearer than life to me | | | | | | | |
8 | Jesus called me one day | | | | | | | |
9 | I was lost and weary, in the downward way | | | | | | | |
10 | The Master is calling for workers today | | | | | | | |
11 | Let us press along with singing | | | | | | | |
12 | I'm thinking today of heaven my home | | | | | | | |
13 | When I reach that golden shore | | | | | | | |
14 | Sometimes it seems that all our labor is in vain | | | | | | | |
15 | Judgment day is coming, it's coming by and by | | | | | | | |
16 | Something within, tells me that all is well | | | | | | | |
17 | Soon I'll be moving over to a city | | | | | | | |
18 | Weary and worn and sad, toiling down here | | | | | | | |
19 | That great and happy day will come | | | | | | | |
20 | I was all lost in a valley of fear | | | | | | | |
21 | He's a wondrous Savior | | | | | | | |
22 | When the load is heavy you must bear | | | | | | | |
23 | Now and forever my God will be true | | | | | | | |
24 | I know that my Lord all my needs will supply | | | | | | | |
25 | O my brother, be not weary | | | | | | | |
26 | I was lost in deepest sin | | | | | | | |
27 | I tried and tried to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
28 | Jesus walks beside me, safely he doth guide me | | | | | | | |
29 | The storms of this life seem so hard to bear | | | | | | | |
30 | We are bound for heaven's city | | | | | | | |
31 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
32 | Gonna sail away tomorrow for a wonderful land | | | | | | | |
33 | Look up and trust the Savior's word | | | | | | | |
34 | It will be too late to pray | | | | | | | |
35 | Accept God's only Son | | | | | | | |
36 | I'll soon be going over yonder | | | | | | | |
37 | Will you be able to stand | | | | | | | |
38 | As I travel through this world down here below | | | | | | | |
39 | To the blessed Savior humbly bow | | | | | | | |
40 | I want to live on the mountain top | | | | | | | |
41 | Down from heaven came Jesus the Savior | | | | | | | |
42 | The way I travel here below | | | | | | | |
43 | Savior, I am weak and blind | | | | | | | |
44 | When the storm-clouds round me gather | | | | | | | |
45 | Come gather round dear friends | | | | | | | |
46 | When Mary came to the tomb of the Lord | | | | | | | |
47 | Sometimes my path is dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
48 | Onward, keep on pressing | | | | | | | |
49 | I came to Jordan in a dream | | | | | | | |
50 | There may not be gold at the end of the trail | | | | | | | |
51 | When your burdens are too heavy | | | | | | | |
52 | There is a land of beauty rare | | | | | | | |
53 | Blessed Savior, lead and guide me | | | | | | | |
54 | When stormy clouds are hanging o'er you | | | | | | | |
55 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
56 | Many promises are given | | | | | | | |
57 | No sacrifice that I could ever make | | | | | | | |
58 | There's a perfect place of which I dream | | | | | | | |
59 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
60 | When you're burdened down and your soul's | | | | | | | |
61 | While I am living down here below | | | | | | | |
62 | Once my life was one big problem | | | | | | | |
63 | If I have mistreated someone on the way | | | | | | | |
64 | I love my Lord because he gave his life | | | | | | | |
65 | Whenever you pray, please mention my name | | | | | | | |
66 | Jesus is all the world to me | | | | | | | |
67 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
68 | On the mount of Olives Jesus sat one day | | | | | | | |
69 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
70 | O my brother, let me tell you | | | | | | | |
71 | Once from my poor sin sick soul Christ did | | | | | | | |
72 | When you are so weary, and heavy laden | | | | | | | |
73 | There'll be no shadows in heaven | | | | | | | |
74 | There's a city, holy city | | | | | | | |
75 | There is a fountain, filled with blood | | | | | | | |
76 | I've got a newborn feeling | | | | | | | |
77 | Twilight is softly falling over the land | | | | | | | |
78 | I'm following Jesus on life's weary road | | | | | | | |
79 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
80 | There is a way both straight and narrow | | | | | | | |
81 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
82 | I am on my way to glory | | | | | | | |
83 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
84 | Once there was in my life | | | | | | | |
85 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
86 | I'm just a poor wayfaring pilgrim here | | | | | | | |
87 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
88 | Jesus is a precious Friend to me | | | | | | | |
89 | He knows the bitter, weary way | | | | | | | |
90 | O the beautiful place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
91 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
92 | I've left the path of sin and darkness | | | | | | | |
93 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
94 | If your sins have been forgiven and the Lord | | | | | | | |
95 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
96 | I read of a beautiful city | | | | | | | |
97 | Love looked on me, from Calvary | | | | | | | |
98 | Jesus, the Savior, abideth in me | | | | | | | |