| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | A pilgrim was I, and awandering | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Angels we have heard on high | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Come to the living water, drink from its streams of healing | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Creation shows the power of God | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Days are filled with sorrow and care, Hearts are lonely and drear | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Fear thou not, for I am with thee, I will be thy stay | | | | | | | |
| d8 | God's word shall stand | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Gone is the guilt of my sin | | | | | | | |
| d10 | He's got the whole [wide] world in his hands | | | | | | | |
| d11 | How faithful thou hast been to me | | | | | | | |
| d12 | I have decided to follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d13 | I know my Savior leadeth me | | | | | | | |
| d14 | I look at the cross upon Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d15 | I stood one day at Calvary | | | | | | | |
| d16 | I was fretful and fearful | | | | | | | |
| d17 | I'm satisfied with just a cottage below | | | | | | | |
| d18 | In a cave, a lonely stable | | | | | | | |
| d19 | Isaiah heard the voice of God | | | | | | | |
| d20 | Like a ledger unopened the year lies ahead | | | | | | | |
| d21 | Lord, I've a hunger deep for thee | | | | | | | |
| d22 | My Lord was bound and led away | | | | | | | |
| d23 | O breath of life, come sweeping through us | | | | | | | |
| d24 | O give us homes built firm upon the Savior Where Christ is Head and Cousellor and Guide | | | | | | | |
| d25 | O I want to be like Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d26 | See yonder on Calvary, One lifted to die | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Some day life's journey will be o'er | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Some day when the toils of life are over | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Sweet and precious are the moments | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Tend now thy trusting sheep | | | | | | | |
| d31 | The cross and the tomb are empty now | | | | | | | |
| d32 | The cross upon which Jesus died | | | | | | | |
| d33 | The sky was black with clouds | | | | | | | |
| d34 | There'll be a glad, glad tomorrow | | | | | | | |
| d35 | This is the gospel, this is good news | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Time is quickly passing | | | | | | | |
| d37 | We are climbing Jacob's ladder, We are climbing | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Weary marching, weary marching up the Calvary road | | | | | | | |
| d39 | What joy divine it is to know | | | | | | | |
| d40 | When your heart is heavy and the clouds are hanging | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
| d42 | You ask [me] why I am happy so I'll just tell you | | | | | | | |
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