# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1201 | Oh, for the death of those | | | | | | | |
1202 | How swift the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
1203 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
1204 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
1205 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
1206 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
1207 | For what shall I praise thee, my God and my King | | | | | | | |
1208 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime! | | | | | | | |
1209 | Often at evening comes a glowing thought | | | | | | | |
1210 | This place is holy ground! | | | | | | | |
1211 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
1212 | Brother, though from yonder sky | | | | | | | |
1213 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
1214 | Hark! a voice divides the sky! | | | | | | | |
1215 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
1216 | Tarry with me, O my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
1217 | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
1218 | See the leaves around us falling | | | | | | | |
1219 | Ready now to spread my pinions | | | | | | | |
1220 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
1221 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
1222 | Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
1223 | No, no, it is not dying | | | | | | | |
1224 | Jesus lives! no longer now | | | | | | | |
1225 | There is a calm for those who weep | | | | | | | |
1226 | Vital spark of heavenly flame! | | | | | | | |
1227 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
1228 | How vain is all beneath the skies | | | | | | | |
1229 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
1230 | What is life? 't is but a vapor | | | | | | | |
1231 | O thou, whose gently chastening hand | | | | | | | |
1232 | Behold the western evening light! | | | | | | | |
1233 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
1234 | There is an hour when I must part | | | | | | | |
1235 | Day of anger! that dread day | | | | | | | |
1236 | In the sun, and moon, and stars | | | | | | | |
1237 | Earth is past away and gone | | | | | | | |
1238 | Behold, the day is come | | | | | | | |
1239 | And will the Judge descend | | | | | | | |
1240 | Eternity! eternity | | | | | | | |
1241 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
1242 | Day of judgment! day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
1243 | Lo! the mighty God appearing | | | | | | | |
1244 | See the eternal Judge descending! | | | | | | | |
1245 | Lo! he cometh,—countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
1246 | Lo! he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
1247 | Great God, what do I see and hear! | | | | | | | |
1248 | When my last hour is close at hand | | | | | | | |
1249 | The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound | | | | | | | |
1250 | The day of wrath! that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
1251 | The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
1252 | Oh for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
1253 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
1254 | Lo! round the throne, a glorious band | | | | | | | |
1255 | Hark! how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
1256 | Lord, thou wilt bring the joyful day! | | | | | | | |
1257 | Oh, for a sight, a pleasing sight | | | | | | | |
1258 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
1259 | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
1260 | Father! I long, I faint, to see | | | | | | | |
1261 | On Jordan's rugged banks I stand | | | | | | | |
1262 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
1263 | There, on a high, majestic throne | | | | | | | |
1264 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
1265 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
1266 | My feet are weary with the march | | | | | | | |
1267 | There is a house not made with hands | | | | | | | |
1268 | While thro' this changing world we roam | | | | | | | |
1269 | IN vain our fancy strives to paint | | | | | | | |
1270 | I have a home above | | | | | | | |
1271 | From Egypt's bondage come | | | | | | | |
1272 | Far from my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
1273 | There is no night in heaven | | | | | | | |
1274 | And is there, Lord, a rest | | | | | | | |
1275 | Rise, my soul! and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
1276 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
1277 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
1278 | Sweet land of rest! for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
1279 | Ah, this heart is void and chill | | | | | | | |
1280 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
1281 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
1282 | We are on our journey home | | | | | | | |
1283 | I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
1284 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
1285 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
1286 | Jerusalem, the glorious! | | | | | | | |
1287 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers! | | | | | | | |
1288 | For thee, O dear, dear Country! | | | | | | | |
1289 | No seas again shall sever | | | | | | | |
1290 | Lo, the seal of death is breaking | | | | | | | |
1291 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
1292 | Jerusalem! my happy home! | | | | | | | |
1293 | Come up hither! come away | | | | | | | |
1294 | A light streams downward from the sky | | | | | | | |
1295 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
1296 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
1297 | See the ransomed millions stand | | | | | | | |
1298 | Beautiful Zion, built above | | | | | | | |
1299 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
1300 | Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners! | | | | | | | |