# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All seeing, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d2 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d3 | Awaken, for past is the gloom of the night | | | | | | | |
d4 | Beloved brethren, fare ye well | | | | | | | |
d5 | Blessed rest, when earthly toil is ended | | | | | | | |
d6 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come for the feast is spread | | | | | | | |
d8 | Dear [Lord] [Well] Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
d9 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d10 | Faithful unto death remain | | | | | | | |
d11 | For the homelands peace and stillness | | | | | | | |
d12 | Forsake me not, Lord, hear my supplication | | | | | | | |
d13 | Glorious comes the Lord my Savior | | | | | | | |
d14 | Go, bury thy [your] sorrow, The world hath [has] its share | | | | | | | |
d15 | Go to slumber Without cumber | | | | | | | |
d16 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hail, my Redeemer liveth | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hallelujah, fairest morning | | | | | | | |
d19 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d20 | Heavenly Father we beseeach thee, great thy | | | | | | | |
d21 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d22 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d23 | I am striving, life reviving | | | | | | | |
d24 | I long for home in yon blest land | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus, thou my soul's Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus, thou my soul's repose | | | | | | | |
d28 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d29 | Know ye that land, On earth you'll find it not | | | | | | | |
d30 | Know ye the Son, the mighty [sacred] Son of God | | | | | | | |
d31 | Let me go, let me go, Lord, to me | | | | | | | |
d32 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d33 | Lord Jesus, thou our light now be | | | | | | | |
d34 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d35 | My life's best delight and pleasure | | | | | | | |
d36 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d37 | O I love to talk with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d38 | O that I were with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d39 | O where is the home for the soul to be found | | | | | | | |
d40 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
d41 | Praise ye in his sanctuary | | | | | | | |
d42 | Rest, my soul, in comfort | | | | | | | |
d43 | Rise again shalt thou, O man of clay | | | | | | | |
d44 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
d45 | Shall we meet again up yonder | | | | | | | |
d46 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d47 | Stay thou with me, faithful Friend | | | | | | | |
d48 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d49 | Thank ye the Lord, Give thanks to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | The bands of earth henceforth I sever | | | | | | | |
d51 | The grave of Christ, the risen Lord | | | | | | | |
d52 | There is a beauteous wonderland | | | | | | | |
d53 | There is a heavenly rest awaiting | | | | | | | |
d54 | To him that overcometh shall be given | | | | | | | |
d55 | To that fair celestial city | | | | | | | |
d56 | Upward soar, my soul and spirit | | | | | | | |
d57 | We who in love are bound | | | | | | | |
d58 | We'll never forsake the Bible | | | | | | | |
d59 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d60 | What could be more delightful | | | | | | | |
d61 | What joy I fell, what peace is mine | | | | | | | |
d62 | When a Christian dies, precious is the prize | | | | | | | |
d63 | When heaven's ways a soul forsakes | | | | | | | |
d64 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d65 | When sounds the hour, O when will I be there | | | | | | | |
d66 | When the Lord shall return his elect from captivity | | | | | | | |
d67 | When thou shalt come in glory | | | | | | | |
d68 | Where goest thou, my Savior kind | | | | | | | |
d69 | Who are they before God standing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Why should ye all be weeping | | | | | | | |
d71 | Wrapped in thoughts of heavenly nature | | | | | | | |