# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A band of shining angels waits you over there | | | | | | | |
d2 | All along my pilgrim way | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Are you helping in the fight | | | | | | | |
d5 | As you journey through life to the grave you pursue | | | | | | | |
d6 | As you strive to fill your mission each day | | | | | | | |
d7 | Beyond the sea where fadeless glories gleam | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d10 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d11 | Careless soul, why will you linger | | | | | | | |
d12 | Cheer up, O weary pilgrim, to Zion's city bound | | | | | | | |
d13 | Christian, gird the armor on, There's victory (Beard) | | | | | | | |
d14 | Cling close to the Rock, when the tempest is near | | | | | | | |
d15 | Cling to the cross when the storm fearless lowers | | | | | | | |
d16 | Close to our divine Redeemer clinging | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come to Jesus, weary sinner, While his mercies | | | | | | | |
d18 | Direct me, Lord, lest I should stray | | | | | | | |
d19 | Farewell, we'll meet no more | | | | | | | |
d20 | From moment to moment my God will supply me | | | | | | | |
d21 | Go, bury thy [your] sorrow, The world hath [has] its share | | | | | | | |
d22 | Go ye forth in bright array | | | | | | | |
d23 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d24 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d25 | Have you thought of those outstretched hands | | | | | | | |
d26 | His life Jesus gave my poor soul to save | | | | | | | |
d27 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d28 | I am going home to glory | | | | | | | |
d29 | I am on my way to the land of day | | | | | | | |
d30 | I am thinking of the rapture | | | | | | | |
d31 | I am walking each day in this world below | | | | | | | |
d32 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d33 | I have a mansion bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d34 | I have found the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d35 | I have heard of a home far away | | | | | | | |
d36 | I have loved ones over there | | | | | | | |
d37 | I have started on my journey to the land of | | | | | | | |
d38 | I have watched the sheep astray | | | | | | | |
d39 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d40 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d41 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d42 | I must tell Jesus all of my trials | | | | | | | |
d43 | I need thee, Lord, from day to day as I pursue | | | | | | | |
d44 | I saw a wayworn traveler | | | | | | | |
d45 | I shall fall asleep some day | | | | | | | |
d46 | I want to love and serve him | | | | | | | |
d47 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d48 | If now in sorrow weeping, Your eyes with tears | | | | | | | |
d49 | If you are tired of the load of your sin | | | | | | | |
d50 | I'm going to a city whose streets | | | | | | | |
d51 | I'm longing to go to the city | | | | | | | |
d52 | I'm traveling with Jesus the pathway to heaven | | | | | | | |
d53 | In that city so bright | | | | | | | |
d54 | In the love of Christ abiding | | | | | | | |
d55 | In the resurrection morning We will see the Savior coming | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus of Nazareth to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
d58 | Just a little sunshine brightens up the way | | | | | | | |
d59 | Just beyond the river Kordan, Lies the islands | | | | | | | |
d60 | Let the children come, we hear the Savior say | | | | | | | |
d61 | Living in sunlight beautiful sunlight | | | | | | | |
d62 | Many years I carried a burden | | | | | | | |
d63 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d64 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d65 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d66 | My Redeemer has gone to prepare | | | | | | | |
d67 | My Savior is a God of love | | | | | | | |
d68 | Now, ye Christians, rise and let your light | | | | | | | |
d69 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d70 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d71 | O shut not your heart to the gospel | | | | | | | |
d72 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d73 | O ye Christian soldiers, as you march along | | | | | | | |
d74 | Oft my heart is sad and lonely | | | | | | | |
d75 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d76 | Once I had darling mother, But she's passed to yonder's shore | | | | | | | |
d77 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d78 | Onward, comrades, Christ the Lord is leading | | | | | | | |
d79 | Our Savior will come once more upon this earth | | | | | | | |
d80 | Out on the perilous sea of life | | | | | | | |
d81 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d82 | Precious is the name of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d83 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d84 | Savior, hear my cry for mercy | | | | | | | |
d85 | Savior, lead me, gently lead me | | | | | | | |
d86 | Seeing us in fetters, from his throne | | | | | | | |
d87 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d88 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d89 | Some day the clouds will pass away forever | | | | | | | |
d90 | Some day upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
d91 | Sometimes the path of life seems rough | | | | | | | |
d92 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d93 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d94 | Sweetest song that earth can sing, Jesus saves | | | | | | | |
d95 | Sweetly singing through the ages | | | | | | | |
d96 | Take the Bible for your guide | | | | | | | |
d97 | That grand word, whosoever, is ringing through my soul | | | | | | | |
d98 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
d99 | The Paschal Lamb has now been slain | | | | | | | |
d100 | The prize is set [just] before us | | | | | | | |