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Let us gather up the sunbeams |
| | | Scatter seeds of kindness | #d51 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 549492 |
Life's setting sun is in the west |
| | | I'm going home, I'm going home | #d52 | I'm going home, I'm going home | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 552130 |
Mama kissed me in a dream |
| | | Mama kissed me in a dream last night | #d53 | Mama kissed me in a dream last night | | | | John R. Bryant | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 581633 |
Many are those mansions bright |
| | | We'll meet up there | #d54 | We'll meet up there | | | | Anthony J. Showalter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 582047 |
Many years have come and gone |
| | | I long to meet my mother again | #d55 | How I long to meet my mother | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 582351 |
Mother dear, come bathe my forehead |
| | | Put my little shoes away | #d56 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 590643 |
Mother dear, I now must leave you |
| | | She Has Crossed Over | #d57 | O she has crossed over death's silent stream | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 590651 |
Mother, tell me of the angels |
| | | Angels, blessed shining angels | #d58 | Angels, blessed shining angels | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 590855 |
Mother, 'twas dark, but the light came at last |
| | | Death is only a dream | #d59 | Only a dream | | | | H. B. Pendar | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 590868 |
My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty |
| | | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | #d60 | | | | | Samuel Francis Smith | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 593532 |
My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death |
| | | I'm going home | #d61 | I'm going home | | | | William Hunter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 602338 |
My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run |
| | | O come, angel band | #d62 | O come, angel band | | | | Jefferson Hascall | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 604568 |
My Lord [he] calls me, [he] calls me in [by] the thunder |
| | | Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus | #d63 | Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 605065 |
Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee |
| | | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | #d64 | | | | | Sarah F. Adams | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 613111 |
No tears in yonder home, There all serene |
| | | No tears in yonder home, There all serene | #d65 | | | | | F. E. Belden | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 615565 |
Now mother is old and wrinkled and gray |
| | | What shall we do with mother | #d66 | There's a place in my home for mother to dwell | | | | J. H. Hieronymous | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 622374 |
O soon will our Savior be calling us homeward |
| | | Waiting up there | #d67 | I will be waiting | | | | Frank M. Graham; B. F. Brewington | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 666894 |
O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies |
| | | The unclouded day | #d68 | | | | | Josiah K. Alwood | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 671941 |
O think of the home over there, By the side of the river |
| | | Over there | #d69 | Over there | | | | D. W. C. Huntington | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 672173 |
O those beautiful, beautiful hands |
| | | My mother's dear hands, her beautiful hands | #d70 | My mother's dear hands, her beautiful hands | | | | M. E. Wilson | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 672293 |
Oft I've heard my mother tell |
| | | I'll be there, yes I'll be there | #d71 | I'll be there, yes I'll be there | | | | Will H. Garey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 686412 |
Often I've heard of heaven, wonderful country |
| | | Beautiful home somewhere | #d72 | O beautiful, beautiful home | | | | James D. Vaughan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 686812 |
On a lonely mountain, neath the sky's blue |
| | | Sacred memories | #d73 | Gone are the happy days of her life | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 687346 |
On the resurrection morning when all the dead |
| | | I'll have a new life | #d74 | I'll have a new home of love eternal | | | | Luther G. Freesley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 689232 |
On the top of Mount Zion is a city |
| | | When I reach that city | #d75 | O that city on Mount Zion | | | | Johnson Oatman | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 689360 |
Once more we give the parting hand |
| | | Good by, good by, dear friends | #d76 | Good by, good by, dear friends | | | | Johnson Oatman | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 692018 |
One by one, our friends are going |
| | | Passing one by one | #d77 | Passing o'er death's river | | | | W. O. McKinney | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 692898 |
One by one, our friends are going on before |
| | | Gathering Home | #d78 | Gathering homeward one by one | | | | Anthony J. Showalter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 692901 |
Our friends are crossing over |
| | | They're crossing one by one | #d79 | They're crossing one by one | | | | Johnson Oatman | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 698464 |
Over the river faces I see |
| | | Over the river faces I see | #d80 | | | | | Judson W. Van de Venter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 702255 |
Over yonder is a mansion |
| | | Angels, get my mansions ready | #d81 | I'm coming home to heaven | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 702468 |
Precious memories, unseen angels sent from |
| | | Precious memories how they linger | #d82 | Precious memories how they linger | | | | J. Wright | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 712109 |
Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod |
| | | Beautiful river | #d83 | Yes, we'll gather at the river | | | | Robert Lowry | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 738819 |
Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges |
| | | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | #d84 | | | | | Horace L. Hastings | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 739215 |
Softly woo away her breath |
| | | Softly woo away her breath | #d85 | | | | | Barry Cornwall | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 753555 |
Sometime we will reach yonder city of gold |
| | | City of gold | #d86 | City of gold | | | | Ada Powell | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 755840 |
Soon the toils of life will cease |
| | | In that home of the soul | #d87 | Blessed thought, there to dwell | | | | James W. Gaines | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 757913 |
Tempted and tried we're oft made to [we often do] wonder [wander] |
| | | Farther along | #d88 | Farther [Further] along we'll know all [more] about it | | | | W. E. Warren; W. B. Stevens | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 776228 |
The cares of this life may leave us weeping |
| | | Life will be sweeter some day | #d89 | Life will be sweeter some day | | | | Luther G. Presley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 779612 |
The sands have been washed in the footprints |
| | | When I get to the end of the way | #d90 | And the toils of the road will seem nothing | | | | A. M. Bean | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 800808 |
The time for parting now has come |
| | | O may we meet on heaven's bright shore | #d91 | O may we meet on heaven's bright shore | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 806043 |
The time has come dear papa |
| | | The dying girl's farewell | #d92 | I'll meet you at the portal | | | | G. W. Archer | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 806071 |
There are mansions high, there are mansions wide |
| | | Her mansion is higher than mine | #d93 | I know my mother's mansion | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 810054 |
There is a city supernal |
| | | Daddy has gone | #d94 | Daddy you've gone to that city | | | | Mildred Bird Ross | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 811101 |
There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] |
| | | O depth of mercy can it [there] be | #d95 | O depth of mercy can it [there] be | | | | Lydia Baxter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 812675 |
There is a home, a peaceful home, A home of joy and love |
| | | Beautiful home above | #d96 | My home, sweet home, my beautiful home above | | | | J. H. Tenney | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 813935 |
There's a beautiful home far up in the sky |
| | | Shall I meet you up there | #d97 | Shall I meet you up there | | | | J. B. Vaughan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 820964 |
There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day |
| | | Sweet by and by | #d98 | In the sweet by and by | | | | Sanford F. Bennett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 823687 |
There's a little pine log cabin |
| | | I want to see the children playing | #d99 | I want to see the children playing | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 823921 |
There's a vacant rocking chair |
| | | Father, how we miss you | #d100 | There's no other one like father | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 825099 |