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d1 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All along on the road to the soul's true abode | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d5 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d6 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d7 | As an army we're marching toward heaven | | | | | | | |
d8 | As I journey through the land singing as I go | | | | | | | |
d9 | As I travel through this pilgrim land | | | | | | | |
d10 | As through life you go along | | | | | | | |
d11 | As you travel along on the Jericho road | | | | | | | |
d12 | Beyond the clouds of greed and hatred | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d15 | Careless soul, why will you linger | | | | | | | |
d16 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come from the loathsome way of sin | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d19 | Dear [Lord] [Well] Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
d20 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d21 | Earth holds no treasures but perish with using | | | | | | | |
d22 | Ere you left your room this morning | | | | | | | |
d23 | Ever since Jesus saved and pardoned | | | | | | | |
d24 | Great is the promise of Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
d25 | Harps are ringing in a cloudless land | | | | | | | |
d26 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d27 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d28 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d29 | He took away the burden | | | | | | | |
d30 | Heaven is a holy place | | | | | | | |
d31 | Here so many are breaking traditions That are sacred the whole world around | | | | | | | |
d32 | Here the family ties are broken | | | | | | | |
d33 | How often you long for the treasure you see | | | | | | | |
d34 | How sweet and happy seem those days | | | | | | | |
d35 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d36 | I am bound for that bright city | | | | | | | |
d37 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d38 | I am thinking of the rapture | | | | | | | |
d39 | I am watching for the coming of the glad millenial day | | | | | | | |
d40 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d42 | I have just enlisted in the service of the King | | | | | | | |
d43 | I have left the land of bondage with its earthly | | | | | | | |
d44 | I heard an old, old story | | | | | | | |
d45 | I hold to the hand of my Savior and friend | | | | | | | |
d46 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d47 | I see the need of my dear Savior to guide me | | | | | | | |
d48 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d49 | I was lost for many years | | | | | | | |
d50 | I was once a sinner, just a weary sinner | | | | | | | |
d51 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d52 | I'd like to stay here longer | | | | | | | |
d53 | If for the prize we have striven | | | | | | | |
d54 | If the skyes above you are grey | | | | | | | |
d55 | If thou but suffer God to guide thee [you will only let God guide you] | | | | | | | |
d56 | I'm glad Jesus came, glory to his name | | | | | | | |
d57 | I'm going along, o'erflowing with song | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm in the way, the bright and shining way | | | | | | | |
d59 | I'm just a weary pilgrim plodding through this world of sin | | | | | | | |
d60 | In all my sin, there was not one | | | | | | | |
d61 | In thy field I would wield | | | | | | | |
d62 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide | | | | | | | |
d63 | I've found a friend in Jesus, Who's always kind and true | | | | | | | |
d64 | I've heard of a beautiful city above | | | | | | | |
d65 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus I'm careless, I'm lost and undone | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, my heavenly King, loves me, I know | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d72 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
d73 | Let me walk, blessed Lord | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
d75 | Living below in this old sinful world | | | | | | | |
d76 | Lonely days filled with care | | | | | | | |
d77 | Look away from the cross | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, I have started to walk in the light | | | | | | | |
d80 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d81 | Men strive for the wealth of this wide, wicked | | | | | | | |
d82 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d83 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d84 | My name is in the book of life | | | | | | | |
d85 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d86 | My trials here on earth will cease, Some day | | | | | | | |
d87 | No tears in heaven, no sorrows given | | | | | | | |
d88 | Nobody knows but Jesus, 'Tis but an old refrain | | | | | | | |
d89 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
d90 | O brother struggling onward | | | | | | | |
d91 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d92 | O I long to see the beauty of my Savior's | | | | | | | |
d93 | O morning glad, when light will shine | | | | | | | |
d94 | O my brother, do you know the Savior Who is wondrous kind and true | | | | | | | |
d95 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d96 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d97 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d98 | On Calvary's brow my Savior died, 'Twas there my Lord was crucified | | | | | | | |
d99 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d100 | On Zion's hill a mansion stands For all the pure and blest | | | | | | | |