W. F. Cosner

Short Name: W. F. Cosner
Full Name: Cosner, W. F.
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Texts by W. F. Cosner (38)sort iconAsInstances
A kittle while in darkness hereW. F. Cosner (Author)3
A little while in darknessW. F. Cosner (Author)2
Ah this heart shall cease its longingW. F. Cosner (Author)14
Dear Jesus, my Shepherd, on thee I relyW. F. Cosner (Author)4
Have you any room for Jesus, Will you turn the Lord awayW. F. Cosner (Author)3
I am thine, entirely thine, SaviorW. F. Cosner (Author)2
I will sing of that homeW. F. Cosner (Author)4
Jesus is my full salvationW. F. Cosner (Author)3
Jesus is precious, Jesus is mineRev. W. F. Cosner (Author)2
Jesus now is waiting, your hearts to renewW. F. Cosner (Author)3
Joyfully again we meetW. F. Cosner (Author)1
Let the little children sing Praises to their heavenly KingW. F. Cosner (Author)4
Lift up the gospel banner Upon the mountains highRev. W. S. Cosner (Author)11
Look up the stars are shiningW. F. Cosner (Author)2
My Savior dear, I come to theeRev. W. F. Cosner (Author)2
O come, we are marchingW. F. Cosner (Author)1
O plenteous is the harvestW. F. Cosner (Author)2
O tell them of Jesus, those children so dearW. F. Cosner (Author)3
O this heart shall cease its longingW. F. Cosner (Author)2
Oft we sing of a home in the mansions ofW. F. Cosner (Author)2
Often weary and worn on the pathway belowW. F. Cosner (Author)10
Precious Savior thou art mineW. F. Cosner (Author)2
Rise in thy splendor, O starRev. W. F. Cosner (Author)3
Stand by the gospel bannerW. F. Cosner (Author)3
The path that leads to the heavenly landW. F. Cosner (Author)3
The Savior invites you poor wandererW. F. Cosner (Author)21
The Savior is calling for theeW. F. Cosner (Author)3
The Savior left his homeW. F. Cosner (Author)4
The Savior will care for the childrenW. F. Cosner (Author)2
There is a city, lovelier farW. F. Cosner (Author)3
There is music over yonderW. F. Cosner (Author)9
There remaineth a rest to the people of GodW. F. Cosner (Author)2
'Tis sweet, blest LordW. F. Cosner (Author)2
'Tis sweet, blest Lord, when breaks the rosy morningW. F. Cosner (Author)2
Watch, for the hour isW. F. Cosner (Author)3
When from those that we love we are partingW. F. Cosner (Author)6
When is set life's golden harvestW. F. Cosner (Author)2
When the evening shadows slowly gatherW. F. Cosner (Author)2