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100 | Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I be | | | | | | | |
101 | In the Bible we read of a beautiful prayer | | | | | | | |
102 | I am not ready if Jesus should call | | | | | | | |
103 | When you hear the thunder booming | | | | | | | |
104 | Earthly wealth and fame may never come to me | | | | | | | |
105 | There are many paths through this world of sin | | | | | | | |
106 | I'm in the way, the bright and shining way | | | | | | | |
107 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
108 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
109 | If I should be living when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
110 | All along on the road to the soul's true abode | | | | | | | |
111 | I've a home prepared where the saints abide | | | | | | | |
112 | Time is filled with swift transition | | | | | | | |
113 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
114 | O ransomed souls [throng] with joyous song | | | | | | | |
115 | To Canaan's land I'm on my way | | | | | | | |
116 | When the sun of your life has gone down | | | | | | | |
117 | There's a God who's standing at heaven's door | | | | | | | |
118 | When the trumpet shall sound and the dead | | | | | | | |
119 | When upon the clouds of heaven | | | | | | | |
120 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
121 | Evil gives pleasure but leaveth a stain | | | | | | | |
122 | Sinner, turn, why will you linger | | | | | | | |
123 | In a day that is not far | | | | | | | |
124 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
125 | There is something in my soul | | | | | | | |
126 | As we journey on toward heaven's shining goal | | | | | | | |
127 | Lift me up above the shadows | | | | | | | |
128 | Dear Jesus all my sins forgave | | | | | | | |
129 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
130 | 'Tis a sweet and glorious thought that comes | | | | | | | |
131 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
132 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
133 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
134 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
135 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
136 | You have longed [looked] for sweet peace | | | | | | | |
137 | Kneel at the cross, Christ will meet you there | | | | | | | |
138 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
139 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
140 | I have found his grace is all complete | | | | | | | |
141 | How to reach the masses | | | | | | | |
142 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
143 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
144 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
145 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
146 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
147 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
148 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
149 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
150 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
151 | Today is the day of salvation | | | | | | | |
152 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
153 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
154 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
155 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
156 | On the judgment morning when Jesus comes | | | | | | | |
157 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
158 | There's not a Friend like the lowly Jesus | | | | | | | |
159 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
160 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
161 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
162 | We have fathers in the promised land | | | | | | | |
163 | Makes me love everybody | | | | | | | |
164 | I'm glad I have salvation in my heart | | | | | | | |
165 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
166 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
167 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
168 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |