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3 | New Pearls of Song for Jesus we bring | | | | | | | |
4 | White as snow! Oh, what a promise | | | | | | | |
5 | Have you heard of the golden paved city | | | | | | | |
6 | O come let us sing unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
7 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
8 | Do something for Jesus, He does much for thee | | | | | | | |
9 | How sweet is life, yet soon 'tis past | | | | | | | |
10 | When the Chief Shepherd shall appear | | | | | | | |
11 | Fierce was the tempest wild | | | | | | | |
12 | Shall we meet our loved and lost ones | | | | | | | |
13 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
14 | I'll leave all with Jesus | | | | | | | |
15 | God of mercy hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
16 | Come, let us sing of heaven | | | | | | | |
17a | O to be there! Where never tears of sorrow | | | | | | | |
17b | Father, Thou knowest what is best | | | | | | | |
18 | Cast thy bread upon the waters | | | | | | | |
20 | We will rally to the standard | | | | | | | |
22 | Little sleeper, Christ has taken | | | | | | | |
23 | Come to the Saviour, Make no delay | | | | | | | |
24 | Hail to the New Year's day | | | | | | | |
25 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
26 | The seed has been sown and the harvest is come | | | | | | | |
28 | Take hold of our hand, O blessed Christ! | | | | | | | |
29 | There is a home, a happy home, Where the weary are at rest | | | | | | | |
30 | Far away, far away is the land so bright | | | | | | | |
31 | Saviour, now receive him | | | | | | | |
32 | We are laboring on in the cause of Jesus | | | | | | | |
33 | What are those soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
34 | Hark! how the cheerful Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
35 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
36 | I need Thee, precious Jesus | | | | | | | |
37 | How softly on the bruised heart | | | | | | | |
38 | The Christmas bells are ringing, ringing, ringing | | | | | | | |
39 | Gentle Jesus! How I love Thee | | | | | | | |
40 | While o'er the deep Thy servants sail | | | | | | | |
41 | There is a world of perfect bliss | | | | | | | |
42 | Tarry with me, O my Saviour | | | | | | | |
43 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
44 | Come, fellow pilgrim, march along | | | | | | | |
45 | Live for something, be not idle | | | | | | | |
46 | In heaven above, in that land of love | | | | | | | |
48 | Watchman, onward to your stations | | | | | | | |
49 | There stands a Rock, on shores of time | | | | | | | |
50 | O come to the Fountain of Life | | | | | | | |
51 | Lord, Thy word abideth | | | | | | | |
52 | One more year has gone! | | | | | | | |
53 | The other side! Ah, there's the place | | | | | | | |
54 | Lift a little, lift a little | | | | | | | |
55 | In that world of ancient story | | | | | | | |
56 | Bells are ringing loud and clear | | | | | | | |
57 | Father, we have wandered far from Thee today | | | | | | | |
58 | When the morning bell is ringing | | | | | | | |
59 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
60 | Onward, brother, nobly onward | | | | | | | |
61 | O! the fields are ripe for harvest | | | | | | | |
62a | It is all very well that the cross we should bear | | | | | | | |
62b | "The harvest is plenteous," oh why do we wait? | | | | | | | |
64 | Thousands she has safely landed | | | | | | | |
65 | Although to me no quiet home | | | | | | | |
66 | Tho' we're tossed on life's rough ocean | | | | | | | |
67 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
68a | Closer, still closer, my Saviour, to Thee | | | | | | | |
68b | We gather in the children | | | | | | | |
70 | Let us sing of the land, of the land far away | | | | | | | |
72 | "Remember thy Creator" | | | | | | | |
73 | What can I give to Jesus | | | | | | | |
74 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
76 | The Saviour bids us not to hide | | | | | | | |
78 | I am looking tonight at the stars so bright | | | | | | | |
79 | Come to Jesus, erring one | | | | | | | |
80 | Far, far away in the regions immortal | | | | | | | |
81 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
82 | Oh, let us sing of heaven | | | | | | | |
83 | According to Thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
84 | We'll gather from the east, and from the west | | | | | | | |
85 | Lord, I'm a wayward child | | | | | | | |
86 | Humbly beneath Thy chast'ning rod | | | | | | | |
87 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
88 | In that city eternal what joys to be told | | | | | | | |
89 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
90 | To His disciples, Jesus said | | | | | | | |
91 | Sing, children, sing, To the Lord, your King | | | | | | | |
92 | Glad tidings come rolling across the blue ocean | | | | | | | |
93 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
94 | In merry childhood's sunny hours | | | | | | | |
96 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
97 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
98 | Go to the hedges and broad highway | | | | | | | |
99 | O, come dear children, let us go | | | | | | | |
100 | The drop of dew falls softly down | | | | | | | |
102 | One by one they gather home | | | | | | | |
104 | How loving is Jesus, who came from the sky | | | | | | | |
105 | The Lord is my Shepherd, And I shall not want | | | | | | | |
106 | There's a Star that shines on the blest highway | | | | | | | |
107 | There's a song in the air, There's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
108 | Sing of Jesus, sing forever | | | | | | | |
109 | But yester morn the angry waves | | | | | | | |
110 | O come guilty sinner | | | | | | | |
111 | There is a Lamp whose steady light | | | | | | | |