The Clariona

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d201The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I
d202The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
d203The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d204The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d205The rosy light is dawning
d206The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come
d207There is a glorious world of light
d208There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d209There is a place where all my hopes are stayed
d210There is beauty all around when there's love at home
d211There'll be something in heaven for children to do
d212There's a beautiful home for thee, brother
d213There's a cry from Macedonia
d214There's a light in the window for thee, brother
d215There's a song the angels sing
d216They hover around us, bright angels are near
d217Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need
d218Though the days are dark with trouble
d219Through the world we daily roam
d220Time is winging us away
d221'Tis sweet to think, as night comes on
d222Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come
d223Traveler, whither art thou going
d224Turn to the Lord and live
d225Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord
d226Wake, children, wake
d227Watchman, tell us of the night
d228We are coming, blessed Savior
d229We are going, we are going To a home beyond the skies
d230We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time
d231We are marching on to glory
d232We are marching on with shield and banner
d233We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord
d234We are out on the ocean sailing
d235We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring
d236We know not what's before us
d237We never shall be happy if we walk
d238We three kings of [from] Orient are
d239Weeping soul, no longer mourn, Jesus all thy griefs hath borne
d240Welcome, sweet day of rest
d241We'll try to be like Jesus
d242We're traveling home to heaven above
d243When the morning light drives away the night
d244Where Babel's drooping willows stood
d245Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going
d246Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array
d247Who is he in yonder stall
d248Who shall sing if not the children
d249Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours
d250Ye valiant soldiers of the cross
d251Ye valiant soldiers of the cross
d252Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead

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