| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | A dream to me came | | | | | | | |
| d2 | All the lines of history | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Almost like thought the wheelman guides | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Angels ever hover o'er us | | | | | | | |
| d5 | As gently and peacefully the sun goes to rest | | | | | | | |
| d6 | As the shadows of evening creep on toward | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Buried deep in the darkness | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
| d10 | By stealth I do my brother wrong | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Come, you doubting and you fearful | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Everywhere in every nation | | | | | | | |
| d14 | From the spirit side of life | | | | | | | |
| d15 | From the trumpet there came a whisper | | | | | | | |
| d16 | Heaven and hell each are within us | | | | | | | |
| d17 | Hope's star above us now | | | | | | | |
| d18 | How varied the form of the gifts of the spirit | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I come from spheres supernal | | | | | | | |
| d20 | I dream the happy hours away | | | | | | | |
| d21 | I love it, I love it, and who shall dare | | | | | | | |
| d22 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
| d23 | I well know what your presence means | | | | | | | |
| d24 | In ancient time on Sinai's mount | | | | | | | |
| d25 | In the long ago that no histories record | | | | | | | |
| d26 | I've a longing in my heart, sweet Marie | | | | | | | |
| d27 | John Brown's manhood has stood the test of time | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Knowledge, Savior of my soul | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Life is a battlefield in which we may see | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Mortals of earth put off your sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Nearer, O soul, to thee | | | | | | | |
| d32 | O, a life that can have no end | | | | | | | |
| d33 | O, call it not a piece of folly | | | | | | | |
| d34 | O, creative minds above us | | | | | | | |
| d35 | O ring, O ring the bells of heaven | | | | | | | |
| d36 | O the love the angels keep | | | | | | | |
| d37 | O ye mortals of earth | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Revelation dear to me | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Soon to spirit land you go | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Such love angel ones For mortals keep | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Sweet sceance hour, Sweet sceance hour | | | | | | | |
| d43 | The loved and the lost now come back | | | | | | | |
| d44 | The stars gave down their softened light | | | | | | | |
| d45 | The time will come when all shall know | | | | | | | |
| d46 | 'Tis joy to be a medium | | | | | | | |
| d47 | Way down within the vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d48 | We come, our promises to keep | | | | | | | |
| d49 | We come with gratitude untold | | | | | | | |
| d50 | We sing the song of our bright, celestial home | | | | | | | |
| d51 | We will join in a song of the vital life | | | | | | | |
| d52 | When trouble shall come And threatenly | | | | | | | |
| d53 | While thee we seek, loved spirit power | | | | | | | |
| d54 | With dancing step and joyous song | | | | | | | |
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