# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1 | How kind in all his works and ways | | | | | | | |
2 | 'Twas God who made the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
3 | I love to see the glowing sun | | | | | | | |
4 | There is a land above | | | | | | | |
5 | Gracious God! to thee I pray | | | | | | | |
6 | The moon is very fair and bright | | | | | | | |
7 | The God of heaven is pleased to see | | | | | | | |
8 | Jesus, Saviour, Son of God | | | | | | | |
9 | Jesus, see a little child | | | | | | | |
10 | God is in heaven--can he hear | | | | | | | |
11 | The Lord is here! He sees us too | | | | | | | |
12 | Great God! and wilt thou be so kind | | | | | | | |
13 | O that it were my chief delight | | | | | | | |
14 | Jesus says that we must love him | | | | | | | |
15 | Isaac was ransomed while he lay | | | | | | | |
16 | Lord, teach a sinful child to pray | | | | | | | |
17 | To do to others as I would | | | | | | | |
18 | When I look up to yonder sky | | | | | | | |
19 | I am the creature of the Lord | | | | | | | |
20 | O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great | | | | | | | |
21 | How glorious is our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
22 | King Solomon of old | | | | | | | |
23 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
24 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
25 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
26 | How proud are we, how fond to show | | | | | | | |
27 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
28 | There is a God who reigns above | | | | | | | |
29 | Our tongues were made to bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
30 | Many voices seem to say | | | | | | | |
31 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | | | |
32 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
33 | Let children that would fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
34 | When Jesus left his Father's throne | | | | | | | |
35 | I often say my prayers | | | | | | | |
36 | Happy the child whose early years | | | | | | | |
37 | God is a God of truth | | | | | | | |
38 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
39 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
40 | In the bright morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
41 | 'tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
42 | How long sometimes a day appears! | | | | | | | |
43 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
44 | Whene'er the angry passions rise | | | | | | | |
45 | Jesus when a little child | | | | | | | |
46 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
47 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
48 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
49 | Another six day's work is done | | | | | | | |
50 | Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through | | | | | | | |
51 | O 'tis a lovely thing for youth | | | | | | | |
52 | When a foolish thought within | | | | | | | |
53 | Our Father in heaven, we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
54 | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
55 | It is not earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
56 | The lillies of the field | | | | | | | |
57 | Happy is he who early steers | | | | | | | |
58 | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
59 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
60 | Strive, for the way is strait | | | | | | | |
61 | Our Father, full of grace divine | | | | | | | |
62 | My Father, when I come to thee | | | | | | | |
63 | The man is ever blest | | | | | | | |
64 | O Lord, let our songs find acceptance before thee | | | | | | | |
65 | Behold the ark of God! | | | | | | | |
66 | Sing, my soul, his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
67 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
68 | O God! our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
69 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
70 | Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
71 | Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire | | | | | | | |
72 | Prayer is appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
73 | Heirs of unending life | | | | | | | |
74 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
75 | Hasten, O sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
76 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
77 | 'Tis finished--so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
78 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
79 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
80 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
81 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
82 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
83 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
84 | Lo! on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
85 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
86 | Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
87 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
88 | While thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
89 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
90 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
91 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
92 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
93 | Come, ye who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
94 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
95 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
96 | Saviour, source of every blessing | | | | | | | |
97 | Rock of Ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
98 | O thou, to whose all-searching sight | | | | | | | |
99 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
100 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |