# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
ad51 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
ad52 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
ad53 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
ad54 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
ad55 | There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven | | | | | | | |
ad56 | To thee, O precious Savior, we dedicate this room | | | | | | | |
ad57 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
ad58 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
ad59 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
ad60 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
ad61 | We come, we come, without delay | | | | | | | |
ad62 | We must toil in the heat of the day | | | | | | | |
ad63 | We've made up our mind | | | | | | | |
ad64 | When these weary days are over | | | | | | | |
ad65 | When we've crossed the jasper sea | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]