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499 | O sacred day of peace and joy | | | | | | | |
500 | O stay thy tears, for they are blest | | | | | | | |
501 | To us remains nor place nor time | | | | | | | |
502 | When driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
503 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
504 | Glory to the Father give | | | | | | | |
505 | All ye nations, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
506 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
507 | Cast thy burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
508 | Brother, hast thou wandered far | | | | | | | |
509 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
510 | Far from these scenes of night | | | | | | | |
511 | From Egypt's bondage come | | | | | | | |
512 | As strangers here below | | | | | | | |
513 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
514 | O thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
515 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
516 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
517 | Come brethren, don't grow weary | | | | | | | |
518 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
519 | O land of rest! for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
520 | Since man by sin has lost his God | | | | | | | |
521 | O tell me no more of this world's vain store | | | | | | | |
522 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
523 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
524 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
525 | Ye jewels of my Master | | | | | | | |
526 | What sound is this? a song thro' heaven resounding | | | | | | | |
527 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
528 | Jerusalem, my happy home! | | | | | | | |
529 | Death shall not destroy my comfort | | | | | | | |
530 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will you die | | | | | | | |
531 | O Jesus, my Saviour! I know thou art mine! | | | | | | | |
532 | Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour | | | | | | | |
533 | Oh, we're a band of brethren dear | | | | | | | |
534 | What vessel are you sailing in | | | | | | | |
535 | See, the gospel ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
536 | I know thou art gone to the home of thy rest | | | | | | | |
537 | Another week has passed away | | | | | | | |
538 | Good is Jehovah in bestowing sunshine | | | | | | | |
539 | Early rise, early rise | | | | | | | |
540 | Hail, our country's natal morn! | | | | | | | |
541 | We love to sing together | | | | | | | |
542 | Come to the Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
543 | There is a happy land | | | | | | | |
544 | I'm a little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
545 | O send the word Divine | | | | | | | |
546 | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | | | |
547[447] | Come, children, hail the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
548 | O, what has Jesus done for me! | | | | | | | |
549 | Come, let us all unite and sing | | | | | | | |
550 | Our loving Redeemer, we trust in thy word | | | | | | | |
551 | Where, oh where are the Hebrew children | | | | | | | |
552 | Bright beams from heaven are breaking | | | | | | | |
553 | Oh, bright is the wine | | | | | | | |
554 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
555 | This book is all that's left me now! | | | | | | | |
556 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
557 | We all love one another | | | | | | | |
558 | Oh! welcome the day | | | | | | | |
559 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
560 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
561 | How often I am weary | | | | | | | |
562 | Wilt thou not visit me? | | | | | | | |
563 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
564 | Just as thou art, without one trace | | | | | | | |
565 | Just as I am without one plea | | | | | | | |
566 | Our bondage here shall end | | | | | | | |
567 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
568 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
569 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
570 | We go the way that leads to God | | | | | | | |
571 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
572 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
573 | I know 'tis Jesus loves my soul | | | | | | | |
574 | The lambs of Jesus--who are they | | | | | | | |
575 | I would a youthful pilgrim be | | | | | | | |
576 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
577 | Oh, had I wings like a dove, I would fly | | | | | | | |
578 | We come! we come! with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
579 | Broken hearted, weep no more | | | | | | | |
580 | Flee, as a bird, to your mountain | | | | | | | |
581 | Oh, sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
582 | Where'er I go, these words I hear | | | | | | | |
583 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
584 | Father, I know thy ways are just | | | | | | | |
585 | Hear my prayer, my Heavenly Father | | | | | | | |
586 | O sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
587 | "Thy will be done!" In devious way | | | | | | | |
588 | Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |