| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | Amid the toil and pain of life | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Are you building on the rock of truth | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Beyond the western hills | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Blest assurance ever dear [near] | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Child of sorrow, child of care | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Come to Jesus in the morning | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Firmly, brethren, firmly stand | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Hark, the voice of countless thousands singing Worthy is the Lamb that was slain | | | | | | | |
| d9 | I am going home in the morning | | | | | | | |
| d10 | I am longing for home in that land of the blest | | | | | | | |
| d11 | I love to think of my home above | | | | | | | |
| d12 | In that city over yonder | | | | | | | |
| d13 | In the shadow of the rock Let me rest while the storms of life | | | | | | | |
| d14 | In the swelling of the Jordan | | | | | | | |
| d15 | I've heard of a beautiful place | | | | | | | |
| d16 | Jesus sat by the well | | | | | | | |
| d17 | Light after darkness, gain after loss | | | | | | | |
| d18 | Live for something be not idle | | | | | | | |
| d19 | My mortal eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
| d20 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
| d21 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
| d22 | Out from life's shadows and gloom | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Over the river, the river of time, Lies | | | | | | | |
| d24 | Over the valley of Jordan | | | | | | | |
| d25 | Savior, Thou art ever near, ever near | | | | | | | |
| d26 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Slight him no longer | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Someone has gone from this strange world | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Sowing, sweetly, ever seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
| d31 | There is a home, a peaceful home, A home of joy and love | | | | | | | |
| d32 | There is joy among the angels, in the blissful courts above | | | | | | | |
| d33 | There's a beautiful land in the regions immortal | | | | | | | |
| d34 | There's a way my feet should follow | | | | | | | |
| d35 | They are coming on the wings of the morning | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Thy life is hid with Christ in God | | | | | | | |
| d37 | We are growing up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d38 | We'll sing of the glory, the glory of God | | | | | | | |
| d39 | We're a faithful pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
| d40 | When life's summer time is ended | | | | | | | |
| d41 | When the clouds of doubt enshroud thee | | | | | | | |
| d42 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
| d43 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
| d44 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
| d45 | With a heavy load of woe, Lord, I come | | | | | | | |
| d46 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
| d47 | You who long in sin have wandered | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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