# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
19 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
20 | While angels, clothed in light divine | | | | | | | |
21 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
22 | I love to have the Sabbath come, for then I rise | | | | | | | |
23a | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
23b | See how the joyful morning comes | | | | | | | |
24 | We infants sing to Christ our King | | | | | | | |
25a | Happy are they that fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
25b | Come children, let us all improve | | | | | | | |
26 | Illusive earth, thou canst not heal | | | | | | | |
27a | Death has been here, and borne away A sister [brother] [scholar] from our side | | | | | | | |
27b | 'Tis Jesus speaks, I fold, says he | | | | | | | |
28 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
29a | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
29b | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
30 | On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand | | | | | | | |
31 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
32 | Awake, for the daylight is breaking fast | | | | | | | |
33 | Glory to the Father give, God, in whom | | | | | | | |
34 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
36 | Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
37 | Mourning soul, thy God is nigh | | | | | | | |
38 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
40 | With songs of rejoicing, hosannas, and praise | | | | | | | |
41 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
42 | My soul, why sink when griefs oppress | | | | | | | |
43 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
44 | The flock he loves to trace | | | | | | | |
45a | The Sabbath of the Lord, the Sabbath is our day | | | | | | | |
45b | To praise the Savior's name let little children try | | | | | | | |
46 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
48 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
49a | Humble is my little cottage | | | | | | | |
49b | Now to all a kind goodnight | | | | | | | |
50 | How welcome death, how blest the tomb | | | | | | | |
52 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
54 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
56 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
58 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
60 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
62 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
63 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
64 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
65a | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
65b | My heart has been too long ensnared | | | | | | | |
66 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
68 | All hearts be filled with gladness | | | | | | | |
70 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
71 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
74 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
75a | My days on earth, how swift they run | | | | | | | |
75b | Launched forth on time's relentless wave | | | | | | | |
76 | Thou great Eternal, kind and good | | | | | | | |
77 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
78 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
79 | Come, young people, love your Savior | | | | | | | |
80 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
81 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
84 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
86 | The Sabbath morn is breaking, the Sabbath bells are waking | | | | | | | |
87 | Rise, rise, free from thy mourning | | | | | | | |
89 | How sweet to be roaming | | | | | | | |
90 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
92 | Come, school mates, come with gladness | | | | | | | |
94 | Joyful hail the jubilee of earth | | | | | | | |
95 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |