Two Hundred and Fifty-two Familiar Hymns

#	Text	Tune
d201	Time is winging us away
d202	'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d203	'Tis my happiness below
d204	'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures
d205	Today if ye [you] will hear his voice
d206	'Twas on the night when doomed to know
d207	Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb
d208	We are going home, we've had visions
d209	We are joyously voyaging
d210	We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time
d211	We are on the ocean sailing
d212	We have no home but heaven, A pilgrim's garb
d213	We speak of the realms of the blest
d214	We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth
d215	We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
d216	We're traveling home to heaven above
d217	We've no abiding city here
d218	What could your Redeemer do
d219	What glory gilds the sacred page
d220	What various hindrances we meet
d221	What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame
d222	When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away
d223	When I survey the wondrous cross
d224	When languor and disease invade
d225	When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright
d226	When we the sacred grave survey
d227	While nature was sinking in stillness to rest
d228	While others pray for the grace to die
d229	Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d230	Why should we start and fear to die
d231	Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares
d232	With tearful eyes I look around
d233	Ye men and angels, witness now
d234	Years have come and passed away
d235	Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead
d236	You glittering toys of earth, adieu
d237	You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale
d238	Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded