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James B. Franklin

Short Name: James B. Franklin
Full Name: Franklin, James B.

Early 20th Century

Texts by James B. Franklin (59)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
After the trials of life are all o'erJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Are you firmly builtJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Blessed Savior, now receive usJames B. Franklin (Author)4
Christ is King of gloryland, O magnify his nameJames B. Franklin (Author)3
Christ is the doorJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Come, view the cross where Jesus diedJames B. Franklin (Author)8
Coming again, the time's drawing nighJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Hand in hand we journeyJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Hear the Master gently callingJames B. Franklin (Author)2
I am never lonely, I am never sadJames B. Franklin (Author)2
I am on life's troubled seaJames B. Franklin (Author)7
I am waiting for the message, they shall callJames B. Franklin (Author)2
I love to sing of Jesus, forJames B. Franklin (Author)2
I wonder if beyond this valeJames B. Franklin (Author)2
In a land of strangersJames B. Franklin (Author)3
In mounts of danger and of straitsJames B. Franklin (Author)2
In spirit I stand by the beautiful seaJames B. Franklin (Author)3
In that glorious city bright and fairJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Is there nothing I can doJames B. Franklin (Author)2
I've wandered so long in sin's dark wayJ. B. F. (Author)English2
Jesus, blessed Jesus, lead me on, I prayJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Just beyond the dark riverJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Let the Lord be praised, O ZionJames Benjamin Franklin (Author)English4
Let us keep the step togetherJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Lift your voices, now, in praise of JesusJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Lo the golden harvest waving o'er the plainJames B. Franklin (Author)2
My soul was enwrapt in the shadows of nightJames B. Franklin (Author)2
O I have a loving story I would tellJames B. Franklin (Author)2
O I long to behold the splendor of the cityJames B. Franklin (Author)6
O I love to tell the storyJames B. Franklin (Author)3
O it is a joyful thingJames B. Franklin (Author)2
O to be with loved onesJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Oft my soul's in wild commotionJames B. Franklin (Author)3
Oft times my pathway seemsJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Often my soul in its sweet meditationJames B. Franklin (Author)2
On life's ocean where the billowsJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Our darling, thou art gone awayJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Out on life's ocean, tossed by the billowsJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Pilgrims, and we're marching homeJames B. Franklin (Author)2
So tenderly Jesus entreats youJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Sweet and peaceful be thy slumberJames B. Franklin (Author)2
The harvest is wasting, my brotherJames B. Franklin (Author)4
The light of the glorious gospel is shining todayJames B. Franklin (Author)3
The love of Christ fills my soul with songJames B. Franklin (Author)3
The Savior in tender compassion invites youJames B. Franklin (Author)2
There is a home, a beautiful mansionJames B. Franklin (Author)5
There is a land though far awayJames B. Franklin (Author)2
There's a city far awayJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Though the way be e'er so lonelyJames B. Franklin (Author)4
'Tis harvest time, and the reapersJames B. Franklin (Author)2
'Tis wonderful to think how Jesus cameJames B. Franklin (Author)3
Walking in the steps of my blessed LordJames B. Franklin (Author)2
We are slowly driftingJames B. Franklin (Author)7
When I come to crossJames B. Franklin (Author)2
When the angel of the Lord declaresJames B. Franklin (Author)2
When we meet beyond the portalsJames B. Franklin (Author)4
While traveling through this lonelyJames B. Franklin (Author)2
Will my spirit at the dawningJames B. Franklin (Author)2
With raptured voices let us singJames B. Franklin (Author)2
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