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1 | Our Father, here again we raise | | | | | | | |
2 | We come in childhood's innocence | | | | | | | |
3 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
4 | Assembled in the morning | | | | | | | |
5 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
6 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
7 | Come to the place of praise | | | | | | | |
8 | Lord from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
9 | Blest instructor, from thy ways | | | | | | | |
10 | Suppliant, lo, thy children bend | | | | | | | |
11 | Once more the light of day I see | | | | | | | |
12 | When the morning bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
13 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
14 | Hark, the Sabbath bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
15 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning of rest | | | | | | | |
16 | Hark, the deep toned bell is calling | | | | | | | |
17 | Awake, awake, your homes forsake | | | | | | | |
18 | Maker of the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
19 | We bless thee for this sacred day | | | | | | | |
20 | Father in heaven, thy ceaseless love | | | | | | | |
21 | Welcome, welcome, quiet morning | | | | | | | |
22 | Who gave the sun his noon day light! | | | | | | | |
23 | There is a book who runs may read | | | | | | | |
24 | In each breeze that wanders free | | | | | | | |
25 | God might have made the earth bring forth | | | | | | | |
26 | There's not a leaf within the bower | | | | | | | |
27 | Almighty God, thy gracious power | | | | | | | |
28 | How wondrous is this frame | | | | | | | |
29 | My Father, cheering name | | | | | | | |
30 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
31 | Almighty God, by thy great power | | | | | | | |
32 | God, thou art good, each perfumed flower | | | | | | | |
33 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
34 | Lord, I would own thy tender care | | | | | | | |
35 | When all Thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
36 | O God, thy boundless love we praise | | | | | | | |
37 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
38 | Father and Friend, Thy light, thy love | | | | | | | |
39 | To thee, my God, my days are known | | | | | | | |
40 | There is an unseen Power around | | | | | | | |
41 | In all my vast concerns with Thee | | | | | | | |
42 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
43 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
44 | The Lord is my Shepherd; no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
45 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
46 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
47 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
48 | See from on high a light divine | | | | | | | |
49 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
50 | How sweet the infant song | | | | | | | |
51 | When, His salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
52 | Feeble, helpless, how shall I | | | | | | | |
53 | See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
54 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
55 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
56 | Children of the heavenly king | | | | | | | |
57 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
58 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
59 | When in my heart rise angry thoughts | | | | | | | |
60 | Father of our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
61 | Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour | | | | | | | |
62 | Jesus, when a little child | | | | | | | |
63 | With warm affection let us view | | | | | | | |
64 | Behold th'amazing sight | | | | | | | |
65 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
66 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
67 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
68 | See Israel's Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
69 | Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
70 | Saviour, Who Thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
71 | We sing thy mercy, God of love! | | | | | | | |
72 | I thank the goodness and the grace | | | | | | | |
73 | "Let children come!" so Jesus said | | | | | | | |
74 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
75 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
76 | O our Father, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
77 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
78 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
79 | God, in the gospel of His Son | | | | | | | |
80 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
81 | Thy gracious aid, great God, impart | | | | | | | |
82 | How beautiful the setting sun | | | | | | | |
83 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
84 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
85 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
86 | Remember thy Creator | | | | | | | |
87 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
88 | O in the morn of life | | | | | | | |
89 | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
90 | When Jesus left his heavenly throne | | | | | | | |
91 | In Isr'l's fane by silent night | | | | | | | |
92 | Hear ye not the voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
93 | When children give their hearts to God | | | | | | | |
94 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
95 | Little children, come to me | | | | | | | |
96 | While Thee we seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
97 | Our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
98 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
99 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
100 | Sweet is the place of play | | | | | | | |