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d1 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d2 | Again has come the nation's day | | | | | | | |
d3 | Again the parting hour has come | | | | | | | |
d4 | Again we meet our teachers here | | | | | | | |
d5 | All around the Christmas tree | | | | | | | |
d6 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d7 | All silently, silenty passed he away | | | | | | | |
d8 | Angels took our Willie home | | | | | | | |
d9 | Angry words are lightly spoken | | | | | | | |
d10 | Are we sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d11 | Are you ready to labor, my brother | | | | | | | |
d12 | Arise and equip for the warfare | | | | | | | |
d13 | As we press toward yonder heaven | | | | | | | |
d14 | Awake, awake at early dawn, and haste to greet | | | | | | | |
d15 | Be joyful in God, all ye lands | | | | | | | |
d16 | Be not swift to take offense | | | | | | | |
d17 | Brothers, rally for the conflict | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children listen to those words | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come unto me, ye weary, heavy laden, Come, saith the Savior | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dear May has passed from earth away | | | | | | | |
d21 | Do unto others as ye would that they | | | | | | | |
d22 | Far, far away in the better land | | | | | | | |
d23 | Father, our youthful hearts we raise | | | | | | | |
d24 | Firmly stand ye, one and all | | | | | | | |
d25 | Forgive, and ye shall be forgiven | | | | | | | |
d26 | From the hills of Judea, there came a sweet voice | | | | | | | |
d27 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
d28 | Glad millions of children are gathering [marching] today | | | | | | | |
d29 | God of mercy, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d30 | God rules while ceaseless ages roll | | | | | | | |
d31 | Gracious God, our heavenly Father | | | | | | | |
d32 | Happy days are gliding o'er us | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hark, the sound we love so well | | | | | | | |
d34 | He had not where to lay his head | | | | | | | |
d35 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d36 | Heaven awakes the gentle strain | | | | | | | |
d37 | Here we are, a little band, We're joined in heart | | | | | | | |
d38 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d39 | How beauteous in the morning breeze | | | | | | | |
d40 | How happy is that angel band | | | | | | | |
d41 | How pleasant here to dwell in peace | | | | | | | |
d42 | How sweet the twilight hour to me | | | | | | | |
d43 | I love to go to Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
d44 | I will sing for Jesus, though I'm | | | | | | | |
d45 | If thou wouldst know the beauteous way | | | | | | | |
d46 | If we only sought to brighten | | | | | | | |
d47 | In ocean's deep unfathomed caves | | | | | | | |
d48 | In that world of ancient story | | | | | | | |
d49 | In the heavenly kingdom O who shall | | | | | | | |
d50 | In the morning let us pray for a blessing | | | | | | | |
d51 | Jerusalem, the golden, O city of the blest | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d54 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d55 | Lead the little ones to heaven | | | | | | | |
d56 | Let us sing unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
d57 | Little givers, come and bring Tribute to your heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d58 | Little moments how they fly | | | | | | | |
d59 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d60 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d61 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d62 | My soul doth long for Thee | | | | | | | |
d63 | Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending | | | | | | | |
d64 | O come ye and drink of the river of life | | | | | | | |
d65 | O, fear thou not my soul | | | | | | | |
d66 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d67 | O hearken to the Savior Friend | | | | | | | |
d68 | O let us bow with resignation | | | | | | | |
d69 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d70 | O what are you going to do, brother | | | | | | | |
d71 | O what's this glorious news we hear | | | | | | | |
d72 | Open the door for the children | | | | | | | |
d73 | Our Sunday school again we close | | | | | | | |
d74 | Praise to the Lord, all ye children sing praises | | | | | | | |
d75 | Press onward O leave not the pathway of right | | | | | | | |
d76 | Prince of peace control my will | | | | | | | |
d77 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d78 | See the tints of heavenly glory | | | | | | | |
d79 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d80 | Sitting, sadly thinking | | | | | | | |
d81 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d82 | Speak gently to your father dear | | | | | | | |
d83 | Sweet it is to know, that Jesus loves | | | | | | | |
d84 | Sweet memory bells, their witching chimes | | | | | | | |
d85 | Teach us to pray, O Father, we look up to thee | | | | | | | |
d86 | The breaking waves dashed high | | | | | | | |
d87 | The clouds are swiftly passing away | | | | | | | |
d88 | The night was dark and thunders loud | | | | | | | |
d89 | There are gates of pearl | | | | | | | |
d90 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d91 | There is love, true love, and the heart grows warm | | | | | | | |
d92 | There is many a rest in [on] the road of life | | | | | | | |
d93 | There's a beautiful light in the land | | | | | | | |
d94 | There's a beautiful valley brought to view | | | | | | | |
d95 | There's an old, old song of a love so deep | | | | | | | |
d96 | They are the noble and the true | | | | | | | |
d97 | This life is but a voyage | | | | | | | |
d98 | Those little eyes are closed in death | | | | | | | |
d99 | Thou knowest, O my Father | | | | | | | |
d100 | Thou poor in spirit, humble soul | | | | | | | |