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d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | All along on the road to the soul's true abode | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All my childhood I hated | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d6 | As I journey through the land singing as I go | | | | | | | |
d7 | As I travel through this pilgrim land | | | | | | | |
d8 | As we journey on toward heaven's shining goal | | | | | | | |
d9 | As you travel along on the Jericho road | | | | | | | |
d10 | Beyond this mystic vale of tears | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d12 | Brother afar from the Savior today | | | | | | | |
d13 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come on, preachers, in the old time way | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d18 | Dark are the windows, no flickering glow | | | | | | | |
d19 | Dear friends, the time is drawing near | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dear Jesus all my sins forgave | | | | | | | |
d21 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d22 | Down in the valley while on my knees | | | | | | | |
d23 | Each day I'll do a golden deed | | | | | | | |
d24 | Earthly wealth and fame may never come to me | | | | | | | |
d25 | Evil gives pleasure but leaveth a stain | | | | | | | |
d26 | For my dear Lord's sake, I'll not roam | | | | | | | |
d27 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d28 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d29 | Here so many are taking vacation | | | | | | | |
d30 | Here we're often tossed and driven on the rest | | | | | | | |
d31 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d32 | Homeless here the soul may rove | | | | | | | |
d33 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d34 | How sweet and happy seem those days | | | | | | | |
d35 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d36 | How to reach the masses | | | | | | | |
d37 | How well do I remember how Jesus brought me through | | | | | | | |
d38 | I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d39 | I am bound for that bright city | | | | | | | |
d40 | I am not ready if Jesus should call | | | | | | | |
d41 | I am thinking of the rapture | | | | | | | |
d42 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d43 | I dreamed I had gone to that city | | | | | | | |
d44 | I have found his grace is all complete | | | | | | | |
d45 | I have heard of a land on the far away strand | | | | | | | |
d46 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d47 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d48 | I hope to live till Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
d49 | I shall not bear the cross through yon city | | | | | | | |
d50 | I was standing by the bedside of a neighbor | | | | | | | |
d51 | I will meet you in the morning by the bright | | | | | | | |
d52 | If I should be living when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
d53 | If you have any flowers on my grave to bestow | | | | | | | |
d54 | If you should reach heaven before I arrive | | | | | | | |
d55 | I'm glad I have salvation in my heart | | | | | | | |
d56 | I'm going along, o'erflowing with song | | | | | | | |
d57 | I'm in the way, the bright and shining way | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm in the way, the narrow way | | | | | | | |
d59 | In a day that is not far | | | | | | | |
d60 | In the Bible we read of a beautiful prayer | | | | | | | |
d61 | In this world we have our troubles Sometimes lonesome, sometimes blue | | | | | | | |
d62 | In visions I see the beautiful gate | | | | | | | |
d63 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide | | | | | | | |
d64 | I've been traveling for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d65 | I've heard of a beautiful city above | | | | | | | |
d66 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus has taken a beautiful bud | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d69 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d70 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
d71 | Life is like a mountain railroad | | | | | | | |
d72 | Life's setting sun is in the west | | | | | | | |
d73 | Lift me up above the shadows | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lord, I have started to walk in the light | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lord, I sometimes feel Just like a stranger here | | | | | | | |
d76 | Makes me love everybody | | | | | | | |
d77 | Mother, 'twas dark, but the light came at last | | | | | | | |
d78 | My Lord [he] calls me, [he] calls me in [by] the thunder | | | | | | | |
d79 | My name is in the book of life | | | | | | | |
d80 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d81 | No tears in heaven, no sorrows given | | | | | | | |
d82 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
d83 | O blessed thought sweet rest will come | | | | | | | |
d84 | O brother struggling onward | | | | | | | |
d85 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d86 | O how glad I am to know him | | | | | | | |
d87 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d88 | O ransomed souls [throng] with joyous song | | | | | | | |
d89 | O the pearly gates stand open | | | | | | | |
d90 | O those beautiful, beautiful hands | | | | | | | |
d91 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d92 | On a hillside so lonely, Knelt Jesus one day | | | | | | | |
d93 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d94 | On Mount Olive's sacred brow Jesus spent the night in prayer | | | | | | | |
d95 | On the top of Mount Zion is a city | | | | | | | |
d96 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d97 | Our bondage here [it] shall [will] end by and by | | | | | | | |
d98 | Out on the perilous deep | | | | | | | |
d99 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d100 | Precious memories, unseen angels sent from | | | | | | | |