I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to Be Free

I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to Be Free

Sinner, Please Don't Let This Harvest Pass

Sweet Little Jesus Boy

There's No Hiding Place Down Here

There Is a Balm in Gilead

Let Us Cheer the Weary Traveler

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Ev'ry Time I Feel the Spirit

This Little Light O'mine

Standing In the Need of Prayer

My Way Is Cloudy

Bowed On My Knees and Cried, Holy!

Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen

I Couldn't Hear Nobody Pray

Peace In the Valley