# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
2 | Oh! do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
3 | Come, come to Jesus! | | | | | | | |
4 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
5 | Wouldst thou be saved? no time to lose | | | | | | | |
6 | I now have found abiding rest | | | | | | | |
7 | Oh, there is a river whose fresh waters flow | | | | | | | |
8 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
9 | Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessings | | | | | | | |
10 | Naught of merit or of price | | | | | | | |
11 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
12 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin | | | | | | | |
13 | Oh, how I love Jesus | | | | | | | |
14 | Abide with me; fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
15 | I am waiting by the river | | | | | | | |
16 | Father of love and power | | | | | | | |
17 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
18 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
19 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
20 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
21 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
22 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
23 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
24 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
25 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
26 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
27 | Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish | | | | | | | |
28 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
29 | Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
30 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
31 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
32 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
33 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
34 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
35 | Churches below, with saints above | | | | | | | |
36 | Beautiful cross by faith I see | | | | | | | |
37 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
38 | Oh, how sweet when we mingle with kindred spirits here | | | | | | | |
39 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
40 | Jesus loves me, this I know | | | | | | | |
41 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
42 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
43 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
44 | I love to think of the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
45 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
46 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
47 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | WATCHMAN | | | | | | |
48 | And may I still get there? | [And may I still get there?] | | | | | | |
49 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
50 | My body, soul and spirit, Jesus, I give to thee | | | | | | | |
51 | To the hall of the feast came the sinful and fair | | | | | | | |
52 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
53 | Oh, when shall we sweetly remove | | | | | | | |
54 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
55 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
56 | When on the ocean's troubled wave | | | | | | | |
57 | Tho' trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
58 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
59 | Oh! let not your hearts be troubled | | | | | | | |
60 | When shall we meet again? | | | | | | | |
61 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
62 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
63 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
64 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
65 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
66 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
67 | Ah! this heart is void and chill | | | | | | | |
68 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
69 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
70 | Come, brethren, don't grow weary | | | | | | | |
71 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
72 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
73 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
74 | "Land ahead!" Its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
75 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus! | | | | | | | |
76 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
77 | When we pass thro' yonder river | | | | | | | |
78 | Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand! | | | | | | | |
79 | Listen to the gentle promptings | | | | | | | |
80 | We're trav'ling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
81 | Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh! | | | | | | | |
82 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
83 | The pearly gates are open wide | | | | | | | |
84 | Earth's stormy night will soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
85 | Center of our hopes thou art | | | | | | | |
86 | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
87 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
88 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
89 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
90 | Of Him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
91 | More like Jesus, more like Jesus would I be | | | | | | | |
92 | Yes, let our congregations sing | | | | | | | |
93 | "Forever with the Lord," Amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
94 | These are the crowns that we shall wear | | | | | | | |
95 | On the cross where Christ hung bleeding | | | | | | | |
96 | We shall meet no more to sever | | | | | | | |
97 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
98 | I will sing for Jesus, With his blood he bought me | | | | | | | |
99 | Let me go where saints are going | | | | | | | |
100 | I will sing you a song of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |