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d1 | A song in honor to thy name, our grateful voices | | | | | | | |
d2 | Across the sea of time we glide | | | | | | | |
d3 | All glory and praise be to Jesus our Lord | | | | | | | |
d4 | All things are ready, the feast is now spread | | | | | | | |
d5 | Are you living as a servant of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d6 | Are you longing, weary sinner | | | | | | | |
d7 | Be faithful, earnest and true | | | | | | | |
d8 | Can you speak a word for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d9 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come friends and join this choral band | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, shed in my heart | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dear mother's sleeping 'neath the sod | | | | | | | |
d13 | For all, who believeth on God's only Son | | | | | | | |
d14 | For me, the blessed Savior died | | | | | | | |
d15 | Go forth and seek the erring | | | | | | | |
d16 | Go, in early morning, into the harvest white | | | | | | | |
d17 | Granted is the Savior's prayer | | | | | | | |
d18 | He comes knocking at your door | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hear the bells so sweetly ringing | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hear the voice of Jesus calling, come ye unto us, | | | | | | | |
d21 | Here are scenes of pain and dying | | | | | | | |
d22 | He's coming, he's coming, sleeper beware | | | | | | | |
d23 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d24 | How I love thee, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d25 | How precious the thought, while as pilgrims we roam | | | | | | | |
d26 | I hear a low faint voice that says | | | | | | | |
d27 | I long to reach that sunny clime | | | | | | | |
d28 | I want to work for Jesus, I want to do his will | | | | | | | |
d29 | If bright shall be my crown above | | | | | | | |
d30 | If fortune and honor I here cannot claim | | | | | | | |
d31 | If on Jesus I am leaning | | | | | | | |
d32 | If you have no friend to cheer you | | | | | | | |
d33 | I'm resting in Jesus and find sweet repose | | | | | | | |
d34 | I'm thinking of that home | | | | | | | |
d35 | I'm traveling to my home above, walking | | | | | | | |
d36 | In Jesus I have found a friend | | | | | | | |
d37 | In that mansion bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d38 | In the garden, sore oppressed | | | | | | | |
d39 | In the great harvest the toilers begin | | | | | | | |
d40 | In thy love, dear Lord, dismiss us and thy wings | | | | | | | |
d41 | I've heard of blind Bartimeus | | | | | | | |
d42 | I've heard the gospel story | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jesus arose, with glory from the grave | | | | | | | |
d44 | Jesus is calling my spirit away | | | | | | | |
d45 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d46 | Jesus, merciful and mild, Lead me | | | | | | | |
d47 | Jesus will deliver you | | | | | | | |
d48 | Led by his word to the fountain of life | | | | | | | |
d49 | Let the happy sunshine of God's eternal love | | | | | | | |
d50 | Little children, let us sing In the light, in the light | | | | | | | |
d51 | Lord, I give myself to thee, all my heart | | | | | | | |
d52 | Make each other happy, children, while you may | | | | | | | |
d53 | Many though my conflicts be | | | | | | | |
d54 | My heart and my hand I would give thee | | | | | | | |
d55 | My load of sin he has removed | | | | | | | |
d56 | My soul o'erflows with joy and peace, where Jesus | | | | | | | |
d57 | Now as we work in this great field | | | | | | | |
d58 | O Christian, do not hide your light | | | | | | | |
d59 | O hear the voice of Jesus now, | | | | | | | |
d60 | O Jesus, my Savior, when looking to thee | | | | | | | |
d61 | O spring of all my joys flow on | | | | | | | |
d62 | O the Savior's gone to prepare a home | | | | | | | |
d63 | Onward, to that cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
d64 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d65 | She had heard about the heathen | | | | | | | |
d66 | She used to wear it here | | | | | | | |
d67 | Sinner, listen, hear the call | | | | | | | |
d68 | Soul, why be contented, out of Christ to stay | | | | | | | |
d69 | Sound the gospel message, over every land | | | | | | | |
d70 | Still I am singing, Jesus of thee, blessed Redeemer, precious to me | | | | | | | |
d71 | That their hearts with gladness, ever may abound | | | | | | | |
d72 | The dead in Christ are only sleeping | | | | | | | |
d73 | The King's highway by mortals trod | | | | | | | |
d74 | The kiss she placed upon my brow | | | | | | | |
d75 | The Savior is calling dear dear sinner to all | | | | | | | |
d76 | The song feast, now is ready, awake, ye saints | | | | | | | |
d77 | The song of salvation I ever will sing | | | | | | | |
d78 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d79 | There is a home, a beautiful mansion | | | | | | | |
d80 | There's a beautiful home far over the sea | | | | | | | |
d81 | Thou art gone, our heart is lonely | | | | | | | |
d82 | Thou art gone, our precious darling | | | | | | | |
d83 | Though my life has known ony doubt and sin | | | | | | | |
d84 | Through struggles hard, and battles fought | | | | | | | |
d85 | 'Tis the same old gospel story, that was preached | | | | | | | |
d86 | Too late, 'twill be for you to cry | | | | | | | |
d87 | Traveling to the better land | | | | | | | |
d88 | Try on, try on though worn and weary | | | | | | | |
d89 | Unto thee now I pray | | | | | | | |
d90 | View the Savior on the cross | | | | | | | |
d91 | Wasted opportunities we can ne'er regain | | | | | | | |
d92 | We are on the ship of Zion, she will take us safely | | | | | | | |
d93 | We are sailing on life's ocean, going to a better | | | | | | | |
d94 | We are traveling to our home, in that bright | | | | | | | |
d95 | We know there's a bright and a glorious land | | | | | | | |
d96 | We may all outride the tempest | | | | | | | |
d97 | Welcome, welcome, one and all | | | | | | | |
d98 | We're marching home to Canaan's land | | | | | | | |
d99 | We're toiling bravely on, to reach that city fair | | | | | | | |
d100 | When the Master shall call us from labor to rest | | | | | | | |