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| | Won't that be a happy, grand reunion | Earthly homes are often torn asunder | Won't that be a happy, grand reunion | | | | John A. McClung | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 336381 | 1 |
| | Till we meet, till we meet | God be with you till we meet again | Till we meet, till we meet | | | | Jeremiah Eames Rankin | | | | | | | | | ![FlexScore FlexScore](https://hymnary.org/sites/hymnary.org/themes/newhymn/icons/20x20/flexscore.png) | | | 1 | | 1172 | 0 | 376596 | 1 |
| | Goodbye, but not forever | Goodbye dear one, goodbye | | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 387173 | 1 |
| | The beautiful pearly gate | Have you heard of that bright city | Over there, the angels wait | | | | A. J. Buchanan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 9 | 0 | 411409 | 1 |
| | An empty mansion | Here I labor and toil as I look for a home | There's a mansion now empty | | | | J. B. Karnes | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 22 | 0 | 420378 | 1 |
| | When I take my vacation in heaven | Here so many are taking vacation | When I take my vacation in heaven | | | | Herbert Buffum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 5 | 0 | 420942 | 1 |
| | For the soul that's redeemed | Homeless here the soul may rove | Brighter the way, groweth each day | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 21 | 0 | 429628 | 1 |
| | Till we shall meet, farewell | How dark the gloom, how sad the hour | | | | | L. O. Bynum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 434037 | 1 |
| | Dear mother, I'll be there | How oft in fancy I recall | Dear mother, I'll be there | | | | Will | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 4 | 0 | 440108 | 1 |
| | We shall meet some day | How our hearts ache with grief | We shall meet where no storm clouds gather | | | | Tillitt S. Teddlie | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 18 | 0 | 440207 | 1 |
| | If I could hear my mother pray again | How sweet and happy seem those days | | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 46 | 0 | 443339 | 1 |
| | I'm just going over Jordan | I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim | I'm just going over Jordan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 56 | 0 | 448412 | 1 |
| | Will you meet me over yonder | I am bound for that bright city | Will you meet me over yonder | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 22 | 0 | 448629 | 1 |
| | Will you meet me in the morning | I am going home to glory to that city bright | Will you meet me in the morning | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 449445 | 1 |
| | What are they doing in heaven today | I am thinking of friends whom I used to know | What are they doing in heaven today | | | | Charles Albert Tindley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 20 | 0 | 451709 | 1 |
| | I dreamed I searched heaven for you | I dreamed I had gone to that city | I dreamed I searched heaven for you | | | | Mary Ethel Wiess | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 12 | 0 | 454751 | 1 |
| | That little old mother of mine | I had the best friend | She has gone from me now | | | | D. E. Bain | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 455555 | 1 |
| | Where we'll never grow old | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | Never grow old | | | | James C. Moore | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 116 | 0 | 457231 | 1 |
| | Only one step more | I have known a life of sorrow | One step more from earth to heaven | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 12 | 0 | 457357 | 1 |
| | The city not made with hands | I have read of the beautiful city | O that beautiful, heavenly city | | | | Della W. Tallent | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 457609 | 1 |
| | I have no mother | I hear the low winds sweeping through every bush and tree | | | | | J. J. Smith | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 9 | 0 | 458172 | 1 |
| | A dream of home | I sat alone at midnight hour | He's coming home, O joyful thought | | | | T. J. Swanzey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 22 | 0 | 467898 | 1 |
| | Nobody answered me | I wandered again to my old cabin home | I called and I called, but nobody answered | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 3 | 0 | 471040 | 1 |
| | If you see my Savior tell him | I was standing by the bedside of a neighbor | If you see my Savior tell him | | | | Thomas A. Dorsey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 4 | 0 | 472938 | 1 |
| | I'll meet you in the morning | I will meet you in the morning by the bright | I'll meet you in the morning | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 43 | 0 | 473563 | 1 |
| | Home of the soul | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | Ellen M. H. Gates | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 340 | 0 | 474231 | 1 |
| | My Reward | I'll wear a crown of glory | When I get home | | | | Nina Clarke | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 19 | 0 | 476527 | 1 |
| | I'm going home to glory soon | I'm going home to glory soon | | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 477761 | 1 |
| | That home in glory | I'm going home tomorrow, where there's no care | | | | | Travis Bottoms | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 477768 | 1 |
| | My mother's in heaven | I'm only an orphan | My mother's in heaven | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 478769 | 1 |
| | When I make my last move | I've been traveling for Jesus | When I move to the sky | | | | Herbert Buffum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 18 | 0 | 479905 | 1 |
| | I'll see them again | I've treasures laid up in that city of God | | | | | W. O. McKinney | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 481410 | 1 |
| | Shake hands with mother again | If I should be living when Jesus comes | 'Twill be a wonderful happy day | | | | W. A. Berry | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 39 | 0 | 484349 | 1 |
| | Do Not Wait Til I'm Laid 'Neath the Clay | If you have any flowers on my grave to bestow | Do not wait 'til I'm under the clay | | | | Morgan Williams | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 486217 | 1 |
| | Look for me at the gate | If you should reach heaven before I arrive | Just look for me at the gate | | | | M. H. McKee | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 6 | 0 | 486347 | 1 |
| | The old family circle | In an old fashion cabin | Will the old family circle be united up there | | | | Albert Trent | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 488470 | 1 |
| | Hallelujah, we shall rise | In the resurrection morning when the trump of God shall sound | We shall rise | | | | J. Edmond Thomas | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 67 | 0 | 495364 | 1 |
| | Gathering buds | Jesus has taken a beautiful bud | | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 37 | 0 | 510256 | 1 |
| | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 | | | | | | | | | ![FlexScore FlexScore](https://hymnary.org/sites/hymnary.org/themes/newhymn/icons/20x20/flexscore.png) | | | 1 | | 3226 | 0 | 517198 | 1 |
| | That beautiful picture | Last night by the fireside, dreaming | 'Twas Jesus calling from heaven | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 539714 | 1 |
| | Scatter seeds of kindness | Let us gather up the sunbeams | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 93 | 0 | 547147 | 1 |
| | I'm going home, I'm going home | Life's setting sun is in the west | I'm going home, I'm going home | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 7 | 0 | 549771 | 1 |
| | Mama kissed me in a dream last night | Mama kissed me in a dream | Mama kissed me in a dream last night | | | | John R. Bryant | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 3 | 0 | 579128 | 1 |
| | We'll meet up there | Many are those mansions bright | We'll meet up there | | | | Anthony J. Showalter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 4 | 0 | 579536 | 1 |
| | I long to meet my mother again | Many years have come and gone | How I long to meet my mother | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | 0 | 579827 | 1 |
| | Put my little shoes away | Mother dear, come bathe my forehead | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 588079 | 1 |
| | She Has Crossed Over | Mother dear, I now must leave you | O she has crossed over death's silent stream | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 2 | 0 | 588087 | 1 |
| | Angels, blessed shining angels | Mother, tell me of the angels | Angels, blessed shining angels | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 4 | 0 | 588291 | 1 |
| | Death is only a dream | Mother, 'twas dark, but the light came at last | Only a dream | | | | H. B. Pendar | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 12 | 0 | 588304 | 1 |
| | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | Samuel Francis Smith | | | | | | | | | ![FlexScore FlexScore](https://hymnary.org/sites/hymnary.org/themes/newhymn/icons/20x20/flexscore.png) | | | 1 | | 1945 | 0 | 590950 | 1 |