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| Abide with me, fast falls the eventide |
| | | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | #d1 | | | | | Henry F. Lyte | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 217658 |
| After the life paths we're treading |
| | | There will be light at the river | #d2 | There will be light at the river | | | | Jennie Wilson | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 220787 |
| All our labor will be done |
| | | When we walk the streets of gold | #d3 | When we walk the streets of gold | | | | Chesley Bray | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 229777 |
| Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep |
| | | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | #d4 | | | | | Margaret Mackay | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 253157 |
| Beyond the sea where fadeless glories gleam |
| | | Is there room for me | #d5 | There's room, yes, room | | | | J. B. Vaughan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 272613 |
| Dark are the windows, no flickering glow |
| | | Heaven is nearer since mother is there | #d6 | Heaven is nearer since mother is there | | | | Blanche C. Patterson | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 323102 |
| Dear friends, the time is drawing near |
| | | Farewell, dear friends and loved ones | #d7 | Farewell, dear friends and loved ones | | | | Lura Ritchey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 326063 |
| Dear mother, safe on that bright shore |
| | | We shall meet at the beautiful gate | #d8 | Beautiful gate of pearly white | | | | J. M. Hunter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 327598 |
| Death is an angel sent down from above |
| | | Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet | #d9 | Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet | | | | Marvin E. Baumgardner | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 329073 |
| Earth holds no treasures but perish with using |
| | | Heaven holds all to me | #d10 | Heaven holds all to me | | | | Tillitt S. Teddlie | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 337290 |
| Earthly homes are often torn asunder |
| | | Won't that be a happy, grand reunion | #d11 | Won't that be a happy, grand reunion | | | | John A. McClung | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 337576 |
| God be with you till we meet again |
| | | Till we meet, till we meet | #d12 | Till we meet, till we meet | | | | Jeremiah Eames Rankin | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 378139 |
| Goodbye dear one, goodbye |
| | | Goodbye, but not forever | #d13 | | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 388847 |
| Have you heard of that bright city |
| | | The beautiful pearly gate | #d14 | Over there, the angels wait | | | | A. J. Buchanan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 413207 |
| Here I labor and toil as I look for a home |
| | | An empty mansion | #d15 | There's a mansion now empty | | | | J. B. Karnes | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 422266 |
| Here so many are taking vacation |
| | | When I take my vacation in heaven | #d16 | When I take my vacation in heaven | | | | Herbert Buffum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 422837 |
| Homeless here the soul may rove |
| | | For the soul that's redeemed | #d17 | Brighter the way, groweth each day | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 431584 |
| How dark the gloom, how sad the hour |
| | | Till we shall meet, farewell | #d18 | | | | | L. O. Bynum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 436019 |
| How oft in fancy I recall |
| | | Dear mother, I'll be there | #d19 | Dear mother, I'll be there | | | | Will | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 442132 |
| How our hearts ache with grief |
| | | We shall meet some day | #d20 | We shall meet where no storm clouds gather | | | | Tillitt S. Teddlie | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 442231 |
| How sweet and happy seem those days |
| | | If I could hear my mother pray again | #d21 | | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 445372 |
| I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim |
| | | I'm just going over Jordan | #d22 | I'm just going over Jordan | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 450477 |
| I am bound for that bright city |
| | | Will you meet me over yonder | #d23 | Will you meet me over yonder | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 450698 |
| I am going home to glory to that city bright |
| | | Will you meet me in the morning | #d24 | Will you meet me in the morning | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 451535 |
| I am thinking of friends whom I used to know |
| | | What are they doing in heaven today | #d25 | What are they doing in heaven today | | | | Charles Albert Tindley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 453870 |
| I dreamed I had gone to that city |
| | | I dreamed I searched heaven for you | #d26 | I dreamed I searched heaven for you | | | | Mary Ethel Wiess | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 456977 |
| I had the best friend |
| | | That little old mother of mine | #d27 | She has gone from me now | | | | D. E. Bain | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 457787 |
| I have heard of a land on the far away strand |
| | | Where we'll never grow old | #d28 | Never grow old | | | | James C. Moore | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 459517 |
| I have known a life of sorrow |
| | | Only one step more | #d29 | One step more from earth to heaven | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 459645 |
| I have read of the beautiful city |
| | | The city not made with hands | #d30 | O that beautiful, heavenly city | | | | Della W. Tallent | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 459913 |
| I hear the low winds sweeping through every bush and tree |
| | | I have no mother | #d31 | | | | | J. J. Smith | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 460488 |
| I sat alone at midnight hour |
| | | A dream of home | #d32 | He's coming home, O joyful thought | | | | T. J. Swanzey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 470354 |
| I wandered again to my old cabin home |
| | | Nobody answered me | #d33 | I called and I called, but nobody answered | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 473535 |
| I was standing by the bedside of a neighbor |
| | | If you see my Savior tell him | #d34 | If you see my Savior tell him | | | | Thomas A. Dorsey | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 475479 |
| I will meet you in the morning by the bright |
| | | I'll meet you in the morning | #d35 | I'll meet you in the morning | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 476115 |
| I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful |
| | | Home of the soul | #d36 | | | | | Ellen M. H. Gates | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 476796 |
| If I should be living when Jesus comes |
| | | Shake hands with mother again | #d37 | 'Twill be a wonderful happy day | | | | W. A. Berry | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 487097 |
| If you have any flowers on my grave to bestow |
| | | Do Not Wait Til I'm Laid 'Neath the Clay | #d38 | Do not wait 'til I'm under the clay | | | | Morgan Williams | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 488990 |
| If you should reach heaven before I arrive |
| | | Look for me at the gate | #d39 | Just look for me at the gate | | | | M. H. McKee | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 489121 |
| I'll wear a crown of glory |
| | | My Reward | #d40 | When I get home | | | | Nina Clarke | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 479124 |
| I'm going home to glory soon |
| | | I'm going home to glory soon | #d41 | | | | | R. E. Winsett | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 480380 |
| I'm going home tomorrow, where there's no care |
| | | That home in glory | #d42 | | | | | Travis Bottoms | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 480387 |
| I'm only an orphan |
| | | My mother's in heaven | #d43 | My mother's in heaven | | | | Albert E. Brumley | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 481432 |
| In an old fashion cabin |
| | | The old family circle | #d44 | Will the old family circle be united up there | | | | Albert Trent | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 491286 |
| In the resurrection morning when the trump of God shall sound |
| | | Hallelujah, we shall rise | #d45 | We shall rise | | | | J. Edmond Thomas | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 498260 |
| I've been traveling for Jesus |
| | | When I make my last move | #d46 | When I move to the sky | | | | Herbert Buffum | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 482605 |
| I've treasures laid up in that city of God |
| | | I'll see them again | #d47 | | | | | W. O. McKinney | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 484148 |
| Jesus has taken a beautiful bud |
| | | Gathering buds | #d48 | | | | | James Rowe | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 513315 |
| Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly |
| | | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | #d49 | | | | | Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 520335 |
| Last night by the fireside, dreaming |
| | | That beautiful picture | #d50 | 'Twas Jesus calling from heaven | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1942 | | | | | | 0 | 543086 |
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