Comfort 2: The Anchor Holds
Fall Into His Arms
Fall Into His Arms
Tis So Sweet
I Am Thy God
Rock of Refuge
Precious Lord
Come, Ye Disconsolate
What a Friend
His Eye Is On The Sparrow
Guide Me O Thou Great Jehovah
We Are Dust
When I Survey / I Need Thee
In The Garden
The Anchor Holds