# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Ah, whither should I go | | | | | | | |
d2 | And now another hour is past | | | | | | | |
d3 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
d4 | Be the little ones instructed, Taught the knowledge | | | | | | | |
d5 | Come, children, hail the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
d6 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d7 | For worldly honor, I'd not waste | | | | | | | |
d8 | Great God, with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d9 | Great God, with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
d10 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d11 | Happy the child, whose youngest [early] [tender] years | | | | | | | |
d12 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d13 | How dreadful, Lord, will be the day When all the tribes of | | | | | | | |
d14 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
d15 | How long, sometimes, a day appears [the days appear] | | | | | | | |
d16 | I love to have the Sabbath come, for then I rise | | | | | | | |
d17 | I must not sin as many do, lest I lie down in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d18 | Jesus Christ has lived and died | | | | | | | |
d19 | Let children that would fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d20 | Let me think, if I were dying | | | | | | | |
d21 | Lord, before Thy throne we stand | | | | | | | |
d22 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Lord, give us grace to put away | | | | | | | |
d24 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee | | | | | | | |
d25 | Many voices seem to say | | | | | | | |
d26 | My life's a narrow span | | | | | | | |
d27 | O that the Lord would teach my tongue | | | | | | | |
d28 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d29 | Our Savior was a lovely child | | | | | | | |
d30 | Savior, may a little child through Thy grace be reconciled | | | | | | | |
d31 | See, another week is gone | | | | | | | |
d32 | Soon will set the Sabbath sun | | | | | | | |
d33 | That awful hour will soon appear | | | | | | | |
d34 | There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love | | | | | | | |
d35 | This day belongs to God alone | | | | | | | |
d36 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
d37 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
d38 | Though I am young, I have a soul The world can never buy | | | | | | | |
d39 | To do to others as I would that they should do to me | | | | | | | |
d40 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
d41 | We now from school depart | | | | | | | |
d42 | Welcome, sweet morn, we hail with joy | | | | | | | |
d43 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
d44 | When I look up to yonder sky | | | | | | | |
d45 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d46 | Where should I be, if God should say | | | | | | | |
d47 | While wicked boys and girls we do meet | | | | | | | |
d48 | Why should I join with those in play | | | | | | | |
d49 | Why should I love my sport so well | | | | | | | |
d50 | Why should I say, 'tis yet too soon | | | | | | | |
d51 | Young children once to Jesus came | | | | | | | |