| All o'er the earth men are sighing | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Arise, ye sons of men, arise | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| Cast ye your crowns at the blest Savior's feet | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Christ led the way to Calvary | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Christ the light of the ages | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Close to its sunset hour | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 5 |
| Come, now, ye weary and halt and blind | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| Crowns are made in crucibles | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Death shall be swallow'd in victory | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| Forth to the battle, we march | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Forward march, O foursquare host | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 5 |
| Foursquare we stand for the living word | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 5 |
| From the crossroads of life there leads | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Have you found a friend in Christ the King | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Hold the foursquare fortress firm 'tis the testing day | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 3 |
| Holy and righteous Father humbly we come to Thee | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| I claim the promise | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| I have found a charmed circle | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| I plead thy blood, O Christ | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| I'm sailing o'er the sea of life | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| In a quiet dusky corner | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| It was on the day of Pentecost | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 5 |
| It's raining, it's raining | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| I've found the key to Paradise | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 3 |
| La Palabra predicad, del Libro de Dios | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | Spanish | 2 |
| Life's first years pass away | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Lord Jesus, thy name is sweet in my ears | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Lost was my soul on sin's mountain | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| Merciful and gracious, Long suff'ring | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| Not all the efforts of our hands | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| O, cross of Christ, and can it be | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| O is there no balm in Gilead (McPherson) | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| O man, thou'st time for pleasure | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| O mighty God upon us pour | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| O precious Babe of Bethlehem | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| O that it might be no more | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| On Carmel's mount Elijah kneeled | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| On, on, up the foursquare way | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 4 |
| On the mountain of God, stands the mansion of Love | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 3 |
| Once came the little children | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Once I knew a little boy | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Pass the joyful news along | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 2 |
| Pitchers, Pitchers, Here bring your empty pitchers | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| See yonder sun how fast he run | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| Sing winds a lullaby | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| So far as the east is from the west | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| Some folks believe that when men once trust | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Speak thou, O Lord, thy servant will obey | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| The blood of my Savior, by faith I now see | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| The Lord planted a garden deep within my heart | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| The world is filled with sorrow. Its heart is filled with pain | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| There came to this earth, in the dear, long ago | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| There's a bright flag waving in the sky | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| Thirstest Thou, O Son of God | A. S. M. (Author) | English | 4 |
| Though stars from their heavenly orbits may stray | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 4 |
| 'Tis falling on the housetops | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 4 |
| To thy tents, to thy tents, O Isr'l | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| We will go with our young and with our old | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| When God looked on the ancient world | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| When I go home to heaven | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| When I read the story in Acts 2 and 4 | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
| When Naaman the leper came of old | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| When on the green banks of old Jordan's stream | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| When our God thunders the hills and mountains | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| When the weary and the lame | A. S. M. (Author) | | 3 |
| While walking in the lowlands | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| Who's that lying in the manger low | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 3 |
| Why are they whipping my Jesus | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | English | 4 |
| With the scarlet thread of redemption | Aimee Semple McPherson (Author) | | 2 |
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