W.O. Cushing Hymns (Beautiful Instrumentals)

When He Cometh, When He Cometh

When the Savior Comes

Who Will Meet Me When I Die

Hear Them Chiming Forth His Glory

I Am Clinging to the Rock

I Am Glad We’re on the Rock

Jesus Knows Thy Sorrow

They Were Watching on the Hillsides for the Coming Day

Fair Is the Morning Land, Bright Is the Shore

Glorious, Lovely Zion

They Tell Me There Are Dangers in the Path My Feet Must Tread

I Have Heard of a Land Far Away

I Would Toil in the Field Where He Calleth Me to Go

O the Name of Jesus

O to Have No Christ, No Savior

Ring the Bells of Heaven

Sweet Are the Bells of the Morning Chiming

Breaking Through the Mists and Shadows

I Ask Not Why Some Days Are Fair

I Love to Think of Jesus

We Are Watching, We Are Waiting for the Bright Prophetic Day

I Am Waiting by the River, and My Heart Has Waited Long

O Safe to the Rock That Is Higher Than I

Ring the Bells of Heaven! There Is Joy Today

There'll Be No Dark Valley

Under His Wings I Am Safely Abiding

Beautiful Valley of Eden

Down in the Valley with My Savior I Would Go

How Sad It Would Be, If When Thou Dost Call