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131 | Ere the dawn of day with its rosy light | | | | | | | |
132 | Pure as the fadeless noon-day light | | | | | | | |
133 | I am never forgotten, never forsaken | | | | | | | |
134 | How sacred and blest is the holy hour | | | | | | | |
135 | The rose hath a thorn and each pleasure a sting | | | | | | | |
136 | Glory be to God! | | | | | | | |
137 | Mother's gospel is my treasure | | | | | | | |
138 | I am hast'ning with you, my kindred dear | | | | | | | |
139 | Oh, thanks be to God for the victory | | | | | | | |
140 | How blest is the season when, calm and retired | | | | | | | |
141 | Ye who are walking life's beautiful way | | | | | | | |
142 | O God, Thou art my hope | | | | | | | |
143 | Why should the tongue to Thy praises be dumb | | | | | | | |
144 | To the sun-crown'd height we will onward move | | | | | | | |
145 | We are strong in the Lord and His might | | | | | | | |
146 | Beautiful upon the mountain | | | | | | | |
147 | In heav'n there's joy and rejoicing | | | | | | | |
148 | Thy banner, O Zion, in freedom shall wave | | | | | | | |
149 | May you feel the arms of mercy | | | | | | | |
150 | Oh, trust in God forever | | | | | | | |
151 | There is a peace the world cannot give | | | | | | | |
152 | Only an acorn that fell by the wayside | | | | | | | |
154 | Abide in the truth, in the power of its might | | | | | | | |
156 | I glory, glory not, save in the cross of Christ today | | | | | | | |
157 | There's a fullness of blessing | | | | | | | |
158 | Lord, I give my all freely unto Thee | | | | | | | |
159 | I would be one with the virgin throng | | | | | | | |
160 | Let us be not wearied in our upward march | | | | | | | |
161 | I hear the gladsome song of love | | | | | | | |
162 | We will walk the lowly valley | | | | | | | |
163 | Oh the beauty of that land! | | | | | | | |
164 | O Zion, arise! arise! put on thy beautiful garments | | | | | | | |
166 | We are called to a life divine and pure | | | | | | | |
168 | I see the glory of the heav'nly world | | | | | | | |
169 | On to glory, on to glory | | | | | | | |
170 | Glory to the righteous | | | | | | | |
171 | Waves of light, like ocean billows | | | | | | | |
172 | Oh, list to the jubilant music | | | | | | | |
173 | The sun fails not, nor the dews and showers | | | | | | | |
174 | My disciples, forbear ye, revile not again | | | | | | | |
175 | I'll go with you whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
176 | To the bright and happy mansions in our Father's care | | | | | | | |
177 | Wake from the night of thy slumber | | | | | | | |
178 | O Holy Spirit, earnestly | | | | | | | |
179 | Grant me Thine aid and strength, O Lord | | | | | | | |
180 | If for the crowns of holy life immortal thou are yearning | | | | | | | |
181 | Oh, there's a fullness in the heavens above | | | | | | | |
183 | God of heaven, we adore Thee | | | | | | | |
184 | Do ye not know, O workers | | | | | | | |
185 | Where e'er with yearning hope we turn | | | | | | | |
186 | O Lord, inspire our hearts to feel | | | | | | | |
187 | We are a happy band | | | | | | | |
189 | Why will ye hunger? | | | | | | | |
190 | Full off'ring of my life I bring | | | | | | | |
191 | When heavenly stillness pervadeth | | | | | | | |
192 | No surrender, no retreat | | | | | | | |
193 | Not in the form we worship God | | | | | | | |
194 | As the ancients in the city pass away | | | | | | | |
195 | Bear aloft, attending spirits | | | | | | | |
196 | Sing! sing all ye people praises to God | | | | | | | |
199 | O gentle words of kindness | | | | | | | |
200 | We are hast'ning on, we are hast'ning on | | | | | | | |
201 | Silently on our spirits are nearing | | | | | | | |
202 | Prepare, ye heav'nly reapers, lift up your eyes and view | | | | | | | |
203 | Repent, repent and turn to God | | | | | | | |
204 | Here's a home for the wanderer, rest for the weary | | | | | | | |
205 | 'Mid verdant groves and valleys green | | | | | | | |
206 | Night's silvery stars melt in morning's soft blushes | | | | | | | |
208 | List to the joyful song from the heavens above | | | | | | | |
210 | I long in my heart for the truth | | | | | | | |
211 | Tenderly cared for by guardians unseen | | | | | | | |
212 | Oh, what shall I give to the Lord | | | | | | | |
213 | The prophet saw in vision bright | | | | | | | |
214 | Clad in victory, clad in glory | | | | | | | |
215 | Having dipped their robes in Jordan | | | | | | | |
216 | I am the Good Shepherd and know all my flock | | | | | | | |
217 | O soul-sustaining Pow'r | | | | | | | |
218 | Bless the Lord, O my soul! | | | | | | | |
221 | Passed is the dark night of sorrow | | | | | | | |
222 | Lift up thy voice in anthems of thanksgiving | | | | | | | |
223 | To the realms of peace and love | | | | | | | |
224 | Like a mighty army battling for the Lord | | | | | | | |
225 | Bear me away, bear me away | | | | | | | |
226 | There glides thro' the valley of blessing | | | | | | | |
227 | From life's exalted mountain height | | | | | | | |
228 | In my Father's house there are many mansions | | | | | | | |
229 | Down in the valley | | | | | | | |
230 | Grieve not the Comforter, 't is the Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
231 | I will take down my harp from the willow | | | | | | | |
232 | Abide with me, blest angel friend | | | | | | | |
233 | If our home is so beautiful here | | | | | | | |
234 | Take it, Christian, bear it bravely | | | | | | | |
235 | Banish ev'ry feeling that would thy peace destroy | | | | | | | |
236 | Who shall enter, who shall enter God's eternal rest? | | | | | | | |
237 | Love, love, this beautiful treasure | | | | | | | |
238 | We are voyaging over the ocean of time | | | | | | | |
240 | How amiable are Thy tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts! | | | | | | | |
242 | The Lord in His majesty reigneth supreme | | | | | | | |
243 | What tho' our barques may storm-toss'd be | | | | | | | |
244 | The pearl of true worth | | | | | | | |