Bells of Heaven

Editor: John C. F. Kyger
Publisher: Brown Franklin Co., Waco, Tex., 1898
Language: English
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d301Savior, gentle Savior, tender, meek and mild
d302Savior, in my want and weakness
d303Scatter golden sunbeams
d304Scattering precious seed by the wayside
d305See the blessed angels watching
d306See the gathering of the nations
d307See, yon Christian, in life's pathway
d308Seek the Savior, he is calling
d309Seeking the lost, yes, kindly entreating
d310Send me forth, O blessed Master
d311Shall I be content with one star
d312Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod
d313Should the death angel knock at thy chamber
d314Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d315Since I can read my title clear
d316Sing, my soul, sing with rapture
d317Sinner, come, no longer wander
d318Sinner, go, will you go
d319Sit down by the side of your mother
d320Slow fades the summer [evening] light
d321Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling
d322Some day, but when, I cannot know
d323Some day, but when I cannot tell
d324Someone is knocking at thy heart's door
d325Someone will knock at the saints bright home
d326Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve
d327Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness
d328Sowing the tares, when it might have been wheat
d329Spurn me not, O loving Savior
d330Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross
d331Standing on the promises of Christ our King
d332Still they resound as in days of old
d333Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d334Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d335Sweet is the time when tuneful notes are swelling
d336Sweet Sunday school, I love the place
d337Take my life, and let it be, consecrated
d338Take our hands in thine, dear Father
d339Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow
d340Tell it out among the heathen [nations] [people] that the Lord is King
d341Tell us what the Lord has done for you
d342Thanks be to Jesus, his mercy is free
d343The children may come to Jesus
d344The Christmas bells are ringing, Yes, ringing everywhere
d345The dearest spot on earth to me is home
d346The great Physician now is near
d347The holy Christmas comes again
d348The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born
d349The little town of Bethlehem
d350The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter
d351The Master calls for workers o'er the valley, hill and plain
d352The Master gave into my hand two jewels rich and rare
d353The Master wants workers, his harvest is white
d354The mercy of God is an ocean divine
d355The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d356The reapers now for many a day
d357The road to heaven by Christ was made
d358The Sabbath bells the cheerful bells
d359The Savior called so lovingly
d360The Spirit is calling O do not delay
d361The sun has sunk behind the hills
d362The Sunday school army has gathered once more
d363The whole world was in darkness
d364There are hills beyond the valley where the river glideth by
d365There are wrecks along the shore
d366There comes a sweet strain
d367There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d368There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d369There is a harp whose thrilling sound
d370There is a life supremely fair
d371There is a Rock in a weary land
d372There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven
d373There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today
d374There'll come a time, a happy time
d375There's a beautiful land free from sorrow and pain
d376There's a city that looks o'er [on] the valley
d377There's a dear and precious book
d378There's a field where we must labor
d379There's a great day coming, a great day coming
d380There's a light in the window of heaven
d381There's a rift in the clouds
d382There's an ark of safety, will you enter in
d383There's an evil in the land, put it down
d384There's many a lovely picture
d385Thine own we bring thee
d386This is the sweetest story, wonderful, strange
d387Thou art coming, blessed Jesus
d388Though dark the night and clouds look black
d389Though long be the pathway and weary my feet
d390Though the night be dark and dreary, Though the way
d391Through the shining gate, Where the angels wait
d392Throw open the gates of the city, The beautiful city of gold
d393Throw out the life line across the dark wave
d394Till he come, O let the words
d395'Tis grace, 'tis grace, 'tis wonderful grace
d396'Tis the last call of mercy that lingers for thee
d397'Tis thine alone, Almighty Name, to raise the dead to life
d398To the uttermost, uttermost wonderful word
d399'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
d400Twinkle, twinkle, Christmas star

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