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188 | There is a world to come | | | | | | | |
189 | There is a land, a better land than this | | | | | | | |
190 | Christian, the warfare will now soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
191a | I long here have wandered, a pilgrim and stranger | | | | | | | |
191b | I want not India's pearly shore | | | | | | | |
192 | A warning from heaven, the Saviour is near! | | | | | | | |
193a | We shall see the Saviour coming | | | | | | | |
193b | Our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
194 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
195 | Praise the Lord who reigns above | | | | | | | |
196 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
198 | How long, O Lord our Savior | | | | | | | |
199 | The clouds at length are breaking | | | | | | | |
200 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
201 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
202 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | | | |
204 | From every earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
205 | How loath was my condition | | | | | | | |
206 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
207 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
208 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
209 | Alas! And did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
210 | The voice of free grace | | | | | | | |
212 | Farewell, farewell, farewell, dear friends | | | | | | | |
214 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
216 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
218 | What sound is this salutes my ear? | | | | | | | |
220 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
221 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
222 | O there will be mourning, mourning, mourning, mourning | | | | | | | |
224 | O, land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
225 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
226 | Though in the outward church below | | | | | | | |
228 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
230 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
231 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
232 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend | | | | | | | |
233 | See Sodom wrapped in fire! | | | | | | | |
234 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
235 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
236 | Great God, what do I see and hear! | | | | | | | |
238 | Wandering pilgrims, mourning Christians | | | | | | | |
240 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
242 | See th' eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
244 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
246 | The night is wearing fast away | | | | | | | |
248 | We are living, we are dwelling | | | | | | | |
250 | Hail the blest morn when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
252 | Day of judgment, day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
254 | Hark! that shout of rapturous joy | | | | | | | |
255 | The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair | | | | | | | |
256 | My Bible leads to glory | | | | | | | |
258 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
260 | I never shall forget the day | | | | | | | |
261 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
262 | Righteous God! whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
264 | My soul is happy when I hear | | | | | | | |
266 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
268 | You will see your Lord a coming | | | | | | | |
270 | When for eternal worlds we steer | | | | | | | |
271 | The Spirit in our hearts | | | | | | | |
272 | Oh! the amazing pomp | | | | | | | |
274 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
275 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
276 | Stand th'omnipotent decree! | | | | | | | |
278 | Lo! he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
280 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
282 | My heart was cold, lukewarm was I | | | | | | | |
284 | Must Simon bear the cross alone, and all the world go free? | | | | | | | |
286 | We shall see a light appear | | | | | | | |
288 | Ye virgin souls, arise! | | | | | | | |
290 | See, brethren, see, how the day rolls on | | | | | | | |
292 | Haste, my dull soul arise | | | | | | | |
294 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
296 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promis'd time is coming | | | | | | | |
298 | By faith we find the place above | | | | | | | |
300 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
302 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
303 | The Lord, the judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
304 | He comes, he comes, the Judge severe | | | | | | | |
305 | Let th' sev'nth angel sound on high | | | | | | | |
306 | How prone are professors to rest on their lees | REMEMBER LOT'S WIFE | | | | | | |
308 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
310 | The God of Abraham praise | | | | | | | |
312 | When the King of kings comes | [When the Kings of kings comes] | | | | | | |
314 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
315 | To-day the Saviour calls! | | | | | | | |
316 | When the harvest is past, and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
318 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
319 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
320 | Awake ye, awake! | | | | | | | |
322 | Jesus our Saviour says: I will appear! | | | | | | | |
324 | Star of our hope! He'll soon appear | | | | | | | |
326 | I'm a lonely trav'ler here | | | | | | | |
328 | Hosanna! hark, the melody | | | | | | | |
330 | O, Savior of sinners, when faint and depress'd | | | | | | | |
333 | Son of God, thy people's shield | | | | | | | |
334 | Saviour, haste! our souls are waiting | | | | | | | |
336 | Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue | [Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue] | | | | | | |
338 | Christ, the Lord, will come again | | | | | | | |