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1101 | When the King of kings comes | | | | | | | |
1102 | Saviour, haste: our souls are waiting | | | | | | | |
1103 | Lo! he cometh--countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
1104 | Lo! he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
1105 | We wait for thee, all-glorious One | | | | | | | |
1106 | The Lord will come; the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
1107 | That day of wrath! that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
1108 | When downward to the darksome tomb | | | | | | | |
1109 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
1110 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
1111 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
1112 | Lo! the seal of death is breaking | | | | | | | |
1113 | The last lovely morning | | | | | | | |
1114 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
1115 | Behold the day is come | | | | | | | |
1116 | Hark, ye mortals, hear the trumpet | | | | | | | |
1117 | Day of judgment, day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
1118 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
1119 | There is a land mine eye hath seen | | | | | | | |
1120 | On Zion's glorious summit stood | | | | | | | |
1121 | Lo! round the throne, a glorious band | | | | | | | |
1122 | Return, my soul, and sweetly rest | | | | | | | |
1123 | Thy Father's house! thine own bright home | | | | | | | |
1124 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
1125 | There is a region lovelier far | | | | | | | |
1126 | There is an hour of hallow'd peace | | | | | | | |
1127 | There's music in the upper heaven | | | | | | | |
1128 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
1129 | There is a land, a happy land | | | | | | | |
1130 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
1131 | Hark! hark! the voice of ceaseless praise | | | | | | | |
1132 | There is a fold where none can stray | | | | | | | |
1133 | And is there, Lord, a rest | | | | | | | |
1134 | I love to think of heaven | | | | | | | |
1135 | Come sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
1136 | Know ye that better land | | | | | | | |
1137 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
1138 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
1139 | I journey forth rejoicing | | | | | | | |
1140 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
1141 | We are on our journey home | | | | | | | |
1142 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
1143 | There is no night in heaven | | | | | | | |
1144 | No seas again shall sever | | | | | | | |
1145 | There is a land immortal | | | | | | | |
1146 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
1147 | There's a region above | | | | | | | |
1148 | No shadows yonder! | | | | | | | |
1149 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
1150 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
1151 | When we hear the music ringing | | | | | | | |
1152 | In that world of ancient story | | | | | | | |
1153 | Is it a long way off? | | | | | | | |
1154 | I am a stranger here | | | | | | | |
1155 | We have no home but heaven | | | | | | | |
1156 | When we reach a quiet dwelling | | | | | | | |
1157 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
1158 | I hear thee speak of the better land | | | | | | | |
1159 | There is a place where my hopes are stay'd | | | | | | | |
1160 | No sickness there | | | | | | | |
1161 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
1162 | Have you heard, have you heard of that sun-bright clime | | | | | | | |
1163 | We have heard of that bright, that holy land | | | | | | | |
1164 | Shall we sing in heaven for ever | | | | | | | |
1165 | That clime is not like this dull clime of ours | | | | | | | |
1166 | Oh where can the soul find relief from its foes? | | | | | | | |
1167 | There's a land far away 'mid the stars, we are told | | | | | | | |
1168 | Upon the frontier of this shadowy land | | | | | | | |
1169 | No night shall be in heaven! no gathering gloom | | | | | | | |
1170 | Thou sovereign Lord of earth and skies | | | | | | | |
1171 | Happy the home, when God is there | | | | | | | |
1172 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
1173 | In all my ways, O God! | | | | | | | |
1174 | God of my life, to thee | | | | | | | |
1175 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
1176 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
1177 | Lord of eternal truth and might! | | | | | | | |
1178 | Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go | | | | | | | |
1179 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
1180 | I praise thy name, O God of Light | | | | | | | |
1181 | Awake, my soul! and with the sun | | | | | | | |
1182 | Lord of my life! O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
1183 | To thee let my first off'rings rise | | | | | | | |
1184 | See how the rising sun | | | | | | | |
1185 | The morning light returns | | | | | | | |
1186 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
1187 | Thou that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
1188 | Jesus, Sun of Righteousness | | | | | | | |
1189 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
1190 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
1191 | And now another day is gone | | | | | | | |
1192 | Blest Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
1193 | Hail, tranquil hour of closing day! | | | | | | | |
1194 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
1195 | A sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
1196 | Another day is past | | | | | | | |
1197 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
1198 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
1199 | Softly. now. the light of day | | | | | | | |
1200 | The mellow eve is gliding, serenely down the west | | | | | | | |