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1 | The pure testimony put forth in the Spirit | | | | | | | |
2 | Daniel's wisdom may I know | | | | | | | |
3 | By faith I view my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
4 | The time is soon coming by the Prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
5 | When Christ the Lord was here below | | | | | | | |
6 | We're marching to the promis'd land | | | | | | | |
7 | Ye erring souls that wildly roam | | | | | | | |
8 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
9 | When my soul is distress'd and my comforts are flown | | | | | | | |
10 | O Jesus, now I come to thee | | | | | | | |
11 | I love my Lord, I love his laws | | | | | | | |
12 | There is a Friend above all others | | | | | | | |
13 | Why wanderest thou so far from home? | | | | | | | |
14 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
15 | Poor mourning souls in deep distress | | | | | | | |
16 | As Jacob once travel'd, was wearied by day | | | | | | | |
17 | To leave my dear friends, and with my neighbors to part | | | | | | | |
18 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
19 | Draw nigh to us, Jehovah | | | | | | | |
20 | Thus saith the God of glory | | | | | | | |
21 | Our lowly brothers lying | | | | | | | |
22 | The line to heaven by Christ was made | | | | | | | |
23 | I am a pilgrim and a stranger | | | | | | | |
24 | What though our bark o'er life's rough sea | | | | | | | |
25 | O Jesus, divine, My Lord and my God | | | | | | | |
26 | There was a man in ancient times | | | | | | | |
27 | The house of God I love | | | | | | | |
28 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
29 | Farewell! we meet no more | | | | | | | |
30 | O Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
31 | At dawning of day | | | | | | | |
32 | O Fountain of goodness! we render thee praise | | | | | | | |
33 | Mixture of joy and trouble | | | | | | | |
34 | Home, home, beameth before us! | | | | | | | |
35 | The day was now past, and the star's twinkling light | | | | | | | |
36 | And now my dear brethren | | | | | | | |
37 | Nearer my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
38 | Lo! the heavens are breaking | | | | | | | |
39 | We will adore the God of power | | | | | | | |
40 | Dear brethren, I have found | | | | | | | |
41 | Farewell to thee, brother, we meet but to part | | | | | | | |
42 | The gospel ship has long been sailing | | | | | | | |
43 | Mary to the Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
44 | In the resurrection morning | | | | | | | |
45 | Why fear to die, and leave this earthly scene? | | | | | | | |
46 | Why that look of sadness? | | | | | | | |
47 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
48 | Meet again when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
49 | One day as I was walking | | | | | | | |
50 | Farewell! farewell! to all below | | | | | | | |
51 | Will you come to the cross | | | | | | | |
52 | The voice of Wisdom hear | | | | | | | |
53 | We meet upon this lonely shore | | | | | | | |
54 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
55 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
56 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
57 | Come christians, let us join to praise | | | | | | | |
58 | Hail ye missionary band! | | | | | | | |
59 | Star of peace, to wand'rers weary | | | | | | | |
60 | How happy, how joyful, how loving I feel | | | | | | | |
61 | Hark, my soul it is the Lord! | | | | | | | |
62 | Sinners go, will you go | | | | | | | |
63 | This book is all that's left me now! | | | | | | | |
64 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
65 | Joy is a fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
66 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
67 | Camp-meetings with thy presence crown | | | | | | | |
68 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
69 | O land of rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
70 | Hark! ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
71 | The old Isaelites knew | | | | | | | |
72 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
73 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
74 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
75 | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
76 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
77 | O that I had some secret place | | | | | | | |
78 | O love divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | | | |
79 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
80 | Come all ye saints of God! | | | | | | | |
81 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
82 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
83 | There is a happy land | | | | | | | |
84 | Another year Has told its peaceful tale | | | | | | | |
85 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
86 | Leader of faithful souls, and guide | | | | | | | |
87 | Jerusalem my glorious home | | | | | | | |
88 | There is a spot to me more dear | | | | | | | |
89 | When for eternal worlds we steer | | | | | | | |
90 | My mansion in the sky | | | | | | | |
91 | A home in heav'n! what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
92 | Oh sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
93 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
94 | Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow! | | | | | | | |
95 | How happy is the man who hath chosen wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
96 | 'Tis pleasant to sing | | | | | | | |
97 | Sinner, come | | | | | | | |
98 | Bewilder'd weeping heart | | | | | | | |
99 | Heavenly day, heavenly day, awaits our way | | | | | | | |
100 | Rise, rise, rise, from thy mourning | | | | | | | |