| "America for God," This, our watchword, shall be | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| An Ambassador for my Savior, Is just what I am here on earth | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| As Christ entered a village, there met Him, ten men | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| As the Christmas day draws near | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| As the old year is fleeting and moments are passing | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Behold, the Man! The blessed Christ rejected | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Christ was nailed to the tree | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| "Crowded out," is Jesus By this world today | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Did you ever stop to think how Jesus suffered? | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Do you know the Christ of the Calvary Road | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Every moment we live, we must watch and be true | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| "Fifty" years of worship here within this sacred place | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Forth from God's throne, into this world of woe | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 4 |
| God cares for me, I know full well | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| God gave me a wonderful mother | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Hark! A voice is calling clear | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Have courage, brother, the conflict deepens | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Here are graves where heroes sleep | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| How happy are Thy children, Lord | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I have not the riches of silver or gold | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| I heard Jesus' voice saying "Come follow me" | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| I surrender all to Jesus, Every worldly joy must flee | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| I thank Thee, dear Lord, for the wounds borne for me | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I thank Thee, Jesus, for skies so blue | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| If you are heavy hearted, Weary beneath some care | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| If you would follow Jesus | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I'm coming from bondage, great darkness and sin | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I'm homesick for heaven. for Jesus, my Lord | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| In silence at the dawn of day | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| In the prophecies of old | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| It is not death to die, To be with Christ is gain | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I've been rescued by the mighty Captain, Jesus | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| I've found a Friend who is precious | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| Jesus is with me, I know He is near | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| Jesus purchased my salvation when He hung on Calvary's tree | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| John speaks of a beautiful city of gold | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| "Let not your heart be troubled," I hear a sweet voice say | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lo, One hanging on the tree, Our dear Lord in agony | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lo, there stands one on trial | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Look now, ye saints, O Hallelujah | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Make me more Christ-like, Father, I pray | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Many members, our bodies of flesh contain | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Men of Galilee gathered around | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Men search for themes to write about to cheer the heart of man | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| My mother's life is like the sea | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| My Savior came down from His home up above | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| My Savior may lead me through sunshine bright | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Nights had been dark and dreary | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| No one knows how rough the journey | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| O dear blessed Jesus, As we grow each day | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| O come and sing this wondrous song | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| O hark! The angels are singing | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| O it's glorious, yes, it's glorious | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| One day King Jesus, so lowly | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| One day they brought to Jesus, a man upon a bed | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Our blessed Jesus walked alone when here on earth | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| Out on the highways, in town or in city | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Precious Jesus, precious Jesus, Thou hast died on Calvary | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| So precious is Jesus, my Savior, He hung on the cross to save me | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| Sometimes when things seem very bright | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Standing alone at the bar of God | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Summertime is past, and now we rally for our Lord | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Take no thought for your life, what ye eat or drink | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| The devil will kidnap each soul on life's way | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| The Jews are traveling back to their own land | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| The open door of another year | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| There is a place in God's vineyard for you | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| There's a Friend for little children, Up above the bright blue sky | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| There's room enough for you, friend | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| They abused the Savior, scourged Him | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| This haven of rest we have built, Lord, for Thee | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| This world is full of trouble, Of sorrow and of care | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Up in the sky there is singing | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Way down deep in my heart, there's a longing | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| We are thinking how the multitudes will gather | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| What shall I do, then, with Jesus? God's asking me, now, to decide | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| When, as a small child, I would climb on dad's knee | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| When the days are dreary, many folks grow blue | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| When the hosts redeemed gather in the air | Luetta P. Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| When the storms of life are raging, And the billows toss so high | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
| While examining my self, one day | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 1 |
| Working for Jesus right here at the mission | Luetta Snyder (Author) | English | 2 |
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