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101 | Homeless here the soul may rove | | | | | | | |
102 | Hide me, O my Savior, hide me | | | | | | | |
103 | O safe to the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
104 | Hark the voice of Jesus calling: "Who will go and work today? | | | | | | | |
105 | I'm pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
106 | We are going to abide With the happy glorified | | | | | | | |
107 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
108 | We read of a place that's called heaven | | | | | | | |
109 | Hear the ransomed throng as they sweetly sing | | | | | | | |
110 | Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! | | | | | | | |
111 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
112 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
113 | How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight | | | | | | | |
114 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
115 | I go to my Saviour, with my sorrow and care | | | | | | | |
116 | I am coming to the cross | | | | | | | |
117 | I hear Thy welcome voice, That calls me, Lord, to Thee | | | | | | | |
118 | I am so glad that our Father in heav'n | | | | | | | |
119 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
120 | I have a Savior, He's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
121 | I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice | | | | | | | |
122 | I am thinking today of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
123 | Some glad morning when this life is o'er, I'll fly away | | | | | | | |
124 | I come to the garden alone | | | | | | | |
125 | You will never mind the shadows of the darkest day | | | | | | | |
126 | I know not why God's wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
127 | For God so loved this sinful world, His Son He freely gave | | | | | | | |
128 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
129 | My name is in the Book of Life | | | | | | | |
130 | My life, my love, I give to Thee | | | | | | | |
131 | Here we are but straying pilgrims | | | | | | | |
132 | When all my trials and cares are o'er | | | | | | | |
133 | My Saviour is calling, His voice I hear | | | | | | | |
134 | It may not be on the mountain's height | | | | | | | |
135 | Tis a sweet and glorious tho't that comes to me | | | | | | | |
136 | I love to tell the story Of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
137 | Soon the toils of life will cease | | | | | | | |
138 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
139 | I need Thee ev'ry hour, Most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
140 | Into the heart of Jesus, deeper and deeper I go | | | | | | | |
141 | In heav'nly love abiding | | | | | | | |
142 | In the shadow of His wings There is rest, sweet rest | | | | | | | |
143 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
144 | In mem'ry of the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
145 | There's nothing so precious as Jesus to me | | | | | | | |
146 | I love Thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
147 | In the hour of trial, Jesus plead for me | | | | | | | |
148 | Have thine affections been nailed to the cross? | | | | | | | |
149 | In the land of fadeless day | | | | | | | |
150 | When the trumpet shall sound, And the dead shall arise | | | | | | | |
151 | To the harvest fields I will gladly go | | | | | | | |
152 | Standing on the promises of Christ my King | | | | | | | |
153 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
154 | Is it for me, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
155 | All to Jesus I surrender | | | | | | | |
156 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
157 | The service of Jesus true pleasure affords | | | | | | | |
158 | Jesus calls us: o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
159 | Is your life a channel of blessing? | | | | | | | |
160 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I pray | | | | | | | |
161 | Lord, I'm weak and prone to wander | | | | | | | |
162 | I want to be a worker for the Lord | | | | | | | |
163 | Swiftly we're turning life's daily pages | | | | | | | |
164 | I will sing of my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
165 | I will sing the wondrous story | | | | | | | |
166 | Out of my bondage, sorrow and night | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus is all the world to me | | | | | | | |
168 | Do the dark clouds o'ershadow your pathway? | | | | | | | |
169 | Jesus is calling, calling, calling | | | | | | | |
170 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
171 | When peace like a river attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee home | | | | | | | |
173 | Jesus, keep me near the cross; There a precious fountain | | | | | | | |
174 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
175 | Jesus, Savior dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
176 | When I am tempted evil to do | | | | | | | |
177 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
178 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
179 | "I am the vine and ye are the branches" | | | | | | | |
180 | We have heard the joyful sound: Jesus saves! Jesus saves! | | | | | | | |
181 | Jesus, the loving Shepherd, Calleth thee now to come | | | | | | | |
182 | Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
183 | Just as I am! without one plea | | | | | | | |
184 | Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
185 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide, Just over in the glory land | | | | | | | |
186 | Unto the shade of the crimson cross | | | | | | | |
187 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
188 | In the harvest field there is work to do | | | | | | | |
189 | All ye saints of light proclaim, Jesus, the light of the world | | | | | | | |
190 | Let the words of my mouth | | | | | | | |
191 | Lead me gently home, Father, Lead me gently home | | | | | | | |
192 | Lead, kindly Light, amid th' encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
193 | Lead me to some soul today | | | | | | | |
194 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
195 | Would you live for Jesus and be always pure and good? | | | | | | | |
196 | How to reach the masses, men of ev'ry birth? | | | | | | | |
197 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
198 | In Thy field I would wield sickles brave and true | | | | | | | |
199 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
200 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing | | | | | | | |