# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
00 | Come, blessed Savior dear | | | | | | | |
1a | Christ is calling, follow me | | | | | | | |
1 | Outside he stands and knocks | | | | | | | |
2 | I am waiting for the call | | | | | | | |
3 | Let us come as children | | | | | | | |
4 | I love Jesus, yes, I do | | | | | | | |
5 | There are some things too high | | | | | | | |
6 | Heaven is made known | | | | | | | |
7 | That will be a happy meeting in the by and by | | | | | | | |
8 | When my life is through | | | | | | | |
9 | Just a little closer, Lord | | | | | | | |
10 | From Calvary's mountain there flows | | | | | | | |
11 | Up the ladder of love | | | | | | | |
12 | Let your life ring true | | | | | | | |
13 | Jesus still is the same | | | | | | | |
14 | I am moving onward | | | | | | | |
15 | I'm happy on my way | | | | | | | |
16 | I had a talk with my dear Savior | | | | | | | |
17 | The highway I travel is paved | | | | | | | |
18 | Are you lonely, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
19 | On some bright and cloudless morning | | | | | | | |
20 | I am thinking today of a land | | | | | | | |
21 | Over the border line, shining | | | | | | | |
22 | There's a wonderful story, let me tell it to you | | | | | | | |
23 | I want to go where loved ones stay | | | | | | | |
24 | They tell me of a mansion built for the true | | | | | | | |
25 | When the waters deep around you | | | | | | | |
26 | When life here is ended, ended | | | | | | | |
27 | Jesus is the Christ and the Savior of man | | | | | | | |
28 | I know that my Redeemer lives, ruling earth | | | | | | | |
29 | I've a glorious heritage | | | | | | | |
30 | Pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
31 | I've got the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
32 | Nearer, our God, to thee, Nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
33 | There will surely come a day | | | | | | | |
34 | Christ the Lord will come again | | | | | | | |
35 | There'll be singing, joy bells ringing | | | | | | | |
36 | There is joy divine in this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
37 | Well, I've been a-talking | | | | | | | |
38 | As I travel along with a smile | | | | | | | |
39 | When the pressures of life | | | | | | | |
40 | What a time of great rejoicing | | | | | | | |
41 | I know I'm just a pilgrim here | | | | | | | |
42 | When this world was lost | | | | | | | |
43 | I am on the road to the bright abode | | | | | | | |
44 | We should do our best for right | | | | | | | |
45 | From heaven the Savior is tenderly calling | | | | | | | |
46 | If you are feeling sad and blue | | | | | | | |
47 | When the trump of God shall sound | | | | | | | |
48 | Lead us not into temptation, but from straying | | | | | | | |
49 | How great is thy love, O God | | | | | | | |
50 | Jesus is the Light in that city bright | | | | | | | |
51 | I'm a servant to work in God's garden | | | | | | | |
52 | When I leave this world | | | | | | | |
53 | Once I was a sinner, far from God away | | | | | | | |
54 | After this earthly life, after its toil and strife | | | | | | | |
55 | O I want to live for Jesus | | | | | | | |
56 | Looking to Jesus each mile | | | | | | | |
57 | When my trials and labors are | | | | | | | |
58 | If we could live a perfect life | | | | | | | |
59 | Mine has been a life of sorrow | | | | | | | |
60 | Up there where cometh no | | | | | | | |
61 | The heavenly love light is shining | | | | | | | |
62 | Jesus comforts my soul | | | | | | | |
63 | Sinner, hear the Savior's voice | | | | | | | |
64 | I cannot walk one step without the | | | | | | | |
65 | O how sweet to be with Jesus | | | | | | | |
66 | I'll do my best for Jesus, my Lord and King | | | | | | | |
67 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
68 | Long ago in old Judea by the Galilean | | | | | | | |
69 | Our blessed Lord died on the cross | | | | | | | |
70 | Lord, make me a blessing | | | | | | | |
71 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
72 | I thank thee, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
73 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
74 | I have a friend who walks with me | | | | | | | |
75 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
76 | When I was a little lad | | | | | | | |
77 | After I come to the end | | | | | | | |
78 | I was standing by the bedside of a neighbor old | | | | | | | |
79 | Serve the Master here below | | | | | | | |
80 | When the sun goes down and the | | | | | | | |
81 | The little cares that fettered me | | | | | | | |
82 | The still small voice makes me rejoice | | | | | | | |
83 | He knows the bitter, weary way | | | | | | | |
84 | Lost one, out on the bleak mountain | | | | | | | |
85 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
86 | There's a silvery stream | | | | | | | |
87 | Dreaming, dreaming silently | | | | | | | |
88 | Awake, arise from idleness and ease | | | | | | | |
89 | On that morrow | | | | | | | |
90 | I'm marching along to Canaan's | | | | | | | |
91 | I have a precious mother | | | | | | | |
92 | When this old world has passed | | | | | | | |
93 | Living below in this old sinful world | | | | | | | |
94 | Wake up, the Lord is calling | | | | | | | |
95 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
96 | There's a certain feeling | | | | | | | |
97 | Some sweet day I'm going home | | | | | | | |
98 | Everybody will be shouting | | | | | | | |