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5 | Brethren, we have met to worship | | | | | | | |
6a | Hark! listen to the trumpeters | | | | | | | |
6b | The army now is on parade | | | | | | | |
7 | Precious promise God hath given | | | | | | | |
8a | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
8b | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
9a | Far from the utmost verge of day | | | | | | | |
9b | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
11a | See in the vineyard of the Lord | | | | | | | |
11b | Saviour, visit Thy plantation | | | | | | | |
12a | I saw beyond the tomb | | | | | | | |
12b | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
13a | Thro' sorrow's night and danger's path, amid the deepening gloom | | | | | | | |
13b | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
15b | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
16 | I would not live alway, I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
17a | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
17b | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
18 | At first when Jesus found me | | | | | | | |
19 | When the whole world is against you | | | | | | | |
20a | Oh, where are you running sinner | | | | | | | |
20b | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
21 | Mother died ashouting | | | | | | | |
22a | My hope is built on nothing less, I'll never turn back no more | | | | | | | |
22b | Oh, for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
23 | Awakened by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
24a | If you get there before I do, I'm going to meet you | | | | | | | |
24b | Oh! Who will come and go with me | | | | | | | |
25 | When the warfare first began | | | | | | | |
26 | Come, Thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
27 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
28 | We have crossed the river of Jordan | | | | | | | |
29a | With thanksgiving songs we greet you | | | | | | | |
29b | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | | | |
31a | O, young soldiers, are you weary | | | | | | | |
31b | One day when I was weary | | | | | | | |
32 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
33a | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
33b | Jesus did just what He said | | | | | | | |
34 | I am going to drink out the spring that never runs dry | | | | | | | |
35a | For all you see me go along so | | | | | | | |
35b | I've left the tents of wickedness | | | | | | | |
36a | We're kneeling at the mercy seat, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
36b | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
37 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
38 | Come, ye that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
39a | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
39b | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
40 | Hark! the voice of Jesus crying | | | | | | | |
41 | Say, brother, will you meet me | | | | | | | |
42a | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
42b | O, see the Baptist preacher | | | | | | | |
43 | Thro' sorrow's night and danger's path, I've been waiting;--have you come | | | | | | | |
44 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
45a | Stop a little while before I go | | | | | | | |
45b | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
46 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
47a | Come, ye reapers, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
47b | We are often tossed and driven | | | | | | | |
48 | I've seen the lightening flashing | | | | | | | |
49 | Through sorrow's night, and danger's path | | | | | | | |
50 | I dreamed that the great judgment morning | | | | | | | |
51 | There's not a friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
52a | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
52b | Down at the cross where my Saviour died | | | | | | | |
53 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
54a | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
54b | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
55 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |