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a1059 | Hark, ten thousand thousand voices | | | | | | | |
a1060 | Wake the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
a1061 | Joy to the ransomed earth! | | | | | | | |
a1062 | O the amazing change! | | | | | | | |
a1063 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! | | | | | | | |
a1064 | Within these doors assembled now | | | | | | | |
a1065 | Jesus, let not thy grace delay | | | | | | | |
a1066 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
a1067 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
a1068 | I long here have wandered a pilgrim and stranger | | | | | | | |
a1069 | Must Simon bear his cross alone | | | | | | | |
a1070 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
a1071 | Command thy blessing from above | | | | | | | |
a1072 | There is a land, a better land than this | | | | | | | |
a1073 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
a1074 | Jesus our Saviour says, I will appear | | | | | | | |
a1075 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
a1076 | Christian, the warfare will now soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
a1077 | O, no, we cannot sing our songs | | | | | | | |
a1078 | O, sinner, come, without delay | | | | | | | |
a1079 | Weary pilgrim, why this sadness? | | | | | | | |
a1080 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a1081 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
a1082 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
a1083 | Holy Lord, our hearts prepare | | | | | | | |
a1084 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
a1085 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
a1086 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
a1087 | Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
a1088 | Let all that wait the coming King | | | | | | | |
a1089 | How long, O Lord, our Saviour | | | | | | | |
a1090 | Lo, the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn | | | | | | | |
a1091 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
a1092 | As I view the last days of old time sink away | | | | | | | |
a1093 | Lo, down in this beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
a1094 | Our bondage it will end by and by, when he comes | | | | | | | |
a1095 | Son of God, thy people's shield | | | | | | | |
a1096 | The gloomy night of sadness | | | | | | | |
a1097 | Now to heaven our prayers ascending | | | | | | | |
a1098 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
a1099 | When shall the saints forever rest | | | | | | | |
a1100 | Dressed uniform Christ's soldiers are | | | | | | | |
a1101 | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
a1102 | The groaning earth is too dark and drear | | | | | | | |
a1103 | A warning from heaven, the Saviour is near! | | | | | | | |
a1104 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | | | |
a1105 | We have heard from the bright, the better land | | | | | | | |
a1106 | Jesus died on Calv'ry's mountain | | | | | | | |
a1107 | Christian, careworn, tempest-tost | | | | | | | |
a1108 | I would love thee, God and Father | | | | | | | |
a1109 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
a1110 | O Jesus, my Saviour, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
a1111 | O, Spirit of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a1112 | What poor despisèd company | | | | | | | |
a1113 | Through earth's scenes of woe and sadness | | | | | | | |
a1114 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
a1115 | Lord, let thy Spirit deign to stay | | | | | | | |
a1116 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
a1117 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
a1118 | See, brethren, see how the day rolls on | | | | | | | |
a1119 | When the harvest is past, and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
a1120 | On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand | | | | | | | |
a1121 | Daniel's wisdom may I know | | | | | | | |
a1122 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection | | | | | | | |
a1123 | Now the Saviour standeth pleading | | | | | | | |
a1124 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
a1125 | If I perish I will go | | | | | | | |
a1126 | 'Tis the blest, the favored hour | | | | | | | |
a1127 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
a1128 | Haste, my dull soul, arise | | | | | | | |
a1129 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
a1130 | Down from the willow-bough | | | | | | | |
a1131 | Ye jewels of our Master | | | | | | | |
a1132 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
a1133 | A poor, wayfaring man of grief | | | | | | | |
a1134 | O, hail, happy day, that speaks our trials ended! | | | | | | | |
a1135 | May he, by whose kind care we meet | | | | | | | |
a1136 | Met again in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
a1137 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot! | | | | | | | |
a1138 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
a1139 | O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
a1140 | Jesus, we thy promise claim | | | | | | | |
a1141 | I'm a lonely trav'ler here | | | | | | | |
a1142 | In the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife | | | | | | | |
a1143 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
a1144 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
a1145 | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet | | | | | | | |
a1146 | Ye who rose to meet the Lord | | | | | | | |
a1147 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
a1148 | Rouse ye at the Saviour's call! | | | | | | | |
a1149 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
a1150 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord! | | | | | | | |
a1151 | There is a world to come | | | | | | | |
a1152 | O 'tis sweet to mingle, where | | | | | | | |
a1153 | When those who feared the Lord of old | | | | | | | |
a1154 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
a1155 | Go, worship at Emmanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
a1156 | Come, Desire of nations, come! | | | | | | | |
a1157 | How precious is the name! brethren sing, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
a1158 | Come and reign; come and reign | | | | | | | |