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401 | Teach me the measure of my days | DUNDEE | | | | | | |
402 | When downward to the darksome tomb | DUNDEE | | | | | | |
403 | Behold the western evening light | NAOMI | | | | | | |
404 | Dear as thou wert and justly dear | NAOMI | | | | | | |
405 | Thro' sorrow's night and danger's path | NAOMI | | | | | | |
406 | 'Tis sweet to think of those at rest | NAOMI | | | | | | |
407 | No, no, it is not dying | ENOS | | | | | | |
408 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! | REST | | | | | | |
409 | What sinners value, I resign | REST | | | | | | |
410 | Why should we weep for those who die | REST | | | | | | |
411 | Why should we start and fear to die? | MALVERN | | | | | | |
412 | How blest the righteous when he dies | MALVERN | | | | | | |
413 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower | MALVERN | | | | | | |
414 | Thee we adore, eternal Name | AUBURN | | | | | | |
415 | Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears | AUBURN | | | | | | |
416 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | AUBURN | | | | | | |
417 | O'er the distant mountains breaking | TAMWORTH | | | | | | |
418 | Lo, He comes, with clouds descending | TAMWORTH | | | | | | |
419 | The Church has waited long | ELL | | | | | | |
420 | Come, Lord! and tarry not | ELL | | | | | | |
421 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | HARWELL | | | | | | |
422 | Who are these like stars appearing | HARWELL | | | | | | |
423 | The world is very evil | MENDEBRAS | | | | | | |
424 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers | MENDEBRAS | | | | | | |
425 | Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart! | BRADFORD | | | | | | |
426 | Long hath the night of sorrow reigned | BRADFORD | | | | | | |
427 | Until He come! like music tones | BRADFORD | | | | | | |
428 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | LISBON | | | | | | |
429 | Oh, for the death of those | LISBON | | | | | | |
430 | To God, the Father, Son | LISBON | | | | | | |
431 | Ten thousand times ten thousand | TEN THOUSAND TIMES | | | | | | |
432 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | LISCHER | | | | | | |
433 | Come every pious heart | LISCHER | | | | | | |
434 | Christ, the Lord is risen today! | HENDON | | | | | | |
435 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | HENDON | | | | | | |
436 | Christ, the Lord is risen again | HENDON | | | | | | |
437 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | ROTHWELL | | | | | | |
438 | I know that my Redeemer lives | ROTHWELL | | | | | | |
439 | Oh, think of the home over there | HOME OVER THERE | | | | | | |
440 | Jerusalem! my happy home! | JOYFUL SOUND | | | | | | |
441 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | JOYFUL SOUND | | | | | | |
442 | One sweetly solemn thought | ONE SWEETLY SOLEMN THOUGHT | | | | | | |
443 | Let me go where saints are going | LET ME GO | | | | | | |
444 | Who are these in bright array | BEULAH | | | | | | |
445 | High in yonder realms of light | BEULAH | | | | | | |
446 | O Paradise! O Paradise! | PARADISE | | | | | | |
447 | I'm but a stranger here | OAK | | | | | | |
448 | I can see beyond the river | JUST OVER THERE | | | | | | |
449 | As when the weary traveler gains | UXBRIDGE | | | | | | |
450 | Eternal life! how will it reign | UXBRIDGE | | | | | | |
451 | "We've no abiding city here!" | UXBRIDGE | | | | | | |
452 | This is not my place of resting | VESPER | | | | | | |
453 | Daily, daily, sing the praises | VESPER | | | | | | |
454 | Jerusalem, the golden | EWING | | | | | | |
455 | For thee, O dear, dear country! | EWING | | | | | | |
456 | There is a land of pure delight | JORDAN | | | | | | |
457 | The roseate hues of early dawn | JORDAN | | | | | | |
458 | Heaven is the land where troubles cease | JORDAN | | | | | | |
459 | We are on our journey home | MT. BLANC | | | | | | |
460 | In the Christian's home in glory | REST FOR THE WEARY | | | | | | |
461 | Hark the sound of holy voices | REST FOR THE WEARY | | | | | | |
462 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | WOODLAND | | | | | | |
463 | There is a fold where none can stray | WOODLAND | | | | | | |
464 | We speak of the land of the blest | WHAT MUST IT BE TO BE THERE | | | | | | |
465 | On Jordan's rugged banks I stand | TAPPAN | | | | | | |
466 | These are the crowns that we shall wear | VESPER | | | | | | |
467 | There is a land, a happy land | WHITNEY | | | | | | |
468 | There is a house not made with hands | WHITNEY | | | | | | |
469 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | CALLING US AWAY | | | | | | |
470 | When morning gilds the skies | MAY JESUS CHRIST BE PRAISE | | | | | | |
471 | Lamb of God, I look to Thee | LAMB OF GOD, I LOOK TO THEE | | | | | | |
472 | To Thy pastures green and fair | LAMB OF GOD, I LOOK TO THEE | | | | | | |
473 | Angry words! oh, let them never | ANGRY WORDS | | | | | | |
474[473] | There is a happy land, Far, far away | HAPPY LAND | | | | | | |
475 | Here we suffer grief and pain | HAPPY MEETING | | | | | | |
476 | There is a home eternal, Beautiful and bright | BEAUTIFUL HOME | | | | | | |
477 | We are children of a King | SINGING AS WE JOURNEY | | | | | | |
478 | Just as I am, without one plea | WOODWORTH | | | | | | |
479 | Poor and needy though I be | GOD CARES FOR ME | | | | | | |
480 | Tell me the old, old story | THE OLD, OLD STORY | | | | | | |
481 | I love to tell the story | I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY | | | | | | |
482 | Love divine, all love excelling | AUTUMN | | | | | | |
483 | Take, my soul, thy full salvation | AUTUMN | | | | | | |
484 | Who hath sorrow, who hath woe? | TOUCH NOT, TASTE NOT | | | | | | |
485 | There is a fountain filled with blood | THERE IS A FOUNTAIN | | | | | | |
486 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | THE WONDROUS GIFT | | | | | | |
487 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | STOCKWELL | | | | | | |
488 | Always with us, always with us | STOCKWELL | | | | | | |
489 | Vainly, through night's weary hours | STOCKWELL | | | | | | |
490 | The spacious firmament on high | CREATION | | | | | | |
491 | My country, 'tis of thee | AMERICA | | | | | | |
492 | God bless our native land | AMERICA | | | | | | |
493 | Look to Jesus, weary one | LOOK TO JESUS | | | | | | |
494 | Rejoice, Rejoice, my soul | REJOICE MY SOUL! | | | | | | |
495 | All-seeing, gracious Lord | HEAR THOU MY PRAYER | | | | | | |