14 items:
Behold the Bridegroom (#561) | William G. Schell, 1893 |
Judgment |
We're nearing the closing of time's mortal year, / God's kingdom doth now as ten virgins appear, … | |
Biblical Trace of the Church (#503) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Church |
The church of the morning bright, / Like crystal so clear her light, … | |
Buried with Him in Immersion (#91) | William G. Schell, 1900 |
Baptism |
Buried with Him in immersion, / How sacred to sink 'neath the wave; … | |
He Shed His Blood for All (#458) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Warning |
Many thousand million souls, / Standing near the final goal, … | |
Hope (#421) | William G. Schell, 1893 |
Hope |
Have we any hope within us of a life beyond the grave, / In the sweet and vernal lands? … | |
Humility (#374) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Humility |
Humility, thou secret vale, / Unknown to proud in heart; … | |
Near the End (#389) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Warning |
Time moves on with solemn footsteps / As it nears the final shore; … | |
Oh, Put on Thy Beautiful Garments (#367) | William G. Schell, 1900 |
Holiness |
Oh, put on thy beautiful garments, / Fair Zion, thou home of the blest; … | |
Patiently Waiting (#114) | William G. Schell, 1900 |
Missionary |
Long have they waited in the dark heathen lands / For the pure living water from the dear Savior's hands; … | |
Saints’ Reward (#241) | William G. Schell, 1900 |
Anticipation |
Life on earth is but a vapor, / Soon we'll lay these bodies down; … | |
The Ninety-Nine (#358) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Missionary |
The ninety-nine within the fold / Are safe from fears and storms of night, … | |
The Perishing World (#595) | William G. Schell, 1893 |
Missionary |
On the borders of eternity the world is standing now, / In a moment all the wicked will be lost in endless woe; … | |
What Will It Be to Be There? (#576) | William G. Schell, 1893 |
Anticipation |
There's a city of gold in that land far away, / With its streets and its buildings so rare; … | |
Without Spot and Blameless (#383) | William G. Schell, 1897 |
Holiness |
I'll rise at early morning hour, / With first effulgent rays, … | |
