# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A little rain and a little sun | | | | | | | |
d2 | All the bells of Christmas | | | | | | | |
d3 | All things bright and beautiful | | | | | | | |
d4 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d6 | Baby Jesus, what we bring | | | | | | | |
d7 | Bells of Christmas, swing | | | | | | | |
d8 | Bless, O Lord, the offerings | | | | | | | |
d9 | Can a little child like me | | | | | | | |
d10 | Canst thou count the stars that twinkle | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come Christian children, come and raise | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, praise your Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
d13 | Everything our eyes can see | | | | | | | |
d14 | Father in heaven, help thy little children | | | | | | | |
d15 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d16 | For air and sunshine pure and sweet | | | | | | | |
d17 | From the eastern mountains | | | | | | | |
d18 | Give, give, said the little stream | | | | | | | |
d19 | Give, little sunbeams, golden bright | | | | | | | |
d20 | Giving, giving, ever giving, love's | | | | | | | |
d21 | God made the sun, that world of light | | | | | | | |
d22 | Happy birds are flying | | | | | | | |
d23 | Hosanna, the happy children | | | | | | | |
d24 | I'll be a little sunbeam | | | | | | | |
d25 | In the clear, cool water | | | | | | | |
d26 | In the field the white sheep | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus loves the little children, Knows about their work | | | | | | | |
d29 | Jesus, who loves and blesses | | | | | | | |
d30 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d31 | Once within a lowly stable | | | | | | | |
d32 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
d33 | Softly and silently falleth | | | | | | | |
d34 | The cunning papoose in the wigwam | | | | | | | |
d35 | There came a little Child to earth, Long ago | | | | | | | |
d36 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d37 | 'Tis but little we can give | | | | | | | |
d38 | To and fro the church bells swing | | | | | | | |
d39 | We are the lambs of Christ's fold | | | | | | | |
d40 | What shall little children bring | | | | | | | |
d41 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d42 | When the little children sleep | | | | | | | |
d43 | Wondrous night, O night of beauty | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]