# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | 'Tis a blessed hope, and it cheers my soul | | | | | | | |
102 | We praise thee, O God | | | | | | | |
103 | Thro' the new Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
104 | We're saved by the blood | | | | | | | |
105 | Helpless I come to Jesus' blood | | | | | | | |
106 | One there is who loves thee | | | | | | | |
107 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
108 | We shall meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
109 | Brighter and brighter the way is growing | | | | | | | |
110 | Join, O friends, in a mem'ry song | | | | | | | |
111 | Thro' the gates of the city | | | | | | | |
112 | The sands of time are wasting | | | | | | | |
113 | Going home, yes, going, home! | | | | | | | |
114 | To the work! to the work! we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
115 | O holy Saviour! Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
116 | Simply trusting all the way | | | | | | | |
117 | When we turn to God and leave the path of sin | | | | | | | |
118 | Lift the voice in holy song | | | | | | | |
119 | When Jesus comes to reward His servants | | | | | | | |
120 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
121 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
122 | O could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
123 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
124 | I've reach'd the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
126 | Lord, at Thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
127 | Come stay thy feet by the shelt'ring Rock | | | | | | | |
128 | Trust in God, my brother | | | | | | | |
129 | Weak and weary, poor and sinful | | | | | | | |
130 | Angels are waiting to bear the news | | | | | | | |
131 | Incense from dews of the morning | | | | | | | |
132 | Day is dying in the West | | | | | | | |
133 | Gird on, gird on you armor, and away | | | | | | | |
134 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
135 | One blessed hour with Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
136 | "The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord" | | | | | | | |
137 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
138 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
139 | Sound the battle cry! | | | | | | | |
140 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
141 | O where is the shrine of the singer | | | | | | | |
142 | The flush of morn--the setting suns | | | | | | | |
143 | Bright till our Lord's returning | | | | | | | |
144 | The mansions of the blest | | | | | | | |
145 | There's a chorus ever sweet | | | | | | | |
146 | Once I heard a sound at my heart's dark door | | | | | | | |
147 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
148 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
149 | Grander than ocean's story | | | | | | | |
150 | Where is my wand'ring boy tonight | | | | | | | |
151 | O how light to the soul are its crosses | | | | | | | |
152 | The winds are whisp'ring to the trees | | | | | | | |
153 | Lift up, lift up thy voice with singing | | | | | | | |
154 | We gather here a pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
155 | 'Tis sweet to work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
156 | When the day is high and clear | | | | | | | |
157 | Ring, O bells beside the shore | | | | | | | |
158 | Thou art our Father, from Thy hand | | | | | | | |
159 | Walk with us, Lord, as when of old | | | | | | | |
160 | "God of all comfort," calm and fair | | | | | | | |
161 | We thank Thee, our Father, for all we have heard | | | | | | | |
162 | Brothers! rally for the conflict | | | | | | | |
163 | Our closing hymn--O may it rise | | | | | | | |
164 | Safely thro' another week | | | | | | | |
165 | Blessed Saviour, watch us, guard us | | | | | | | |
166 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing | | | | | | | |