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d101 | He who walks in virtue's way | | | | | | | |
d102 | Hear thy children's cry | | | | | | | |
d103 | Heavenly Father, gracious name | | | | | | | |
d104 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
d105 | Heralds of creation cry praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d106 | Here let thy peace, O Father, rest | | | | | | | |
d107 | Holy, holy, holy Lord, be thy glorious [gracious] name | | | | | | | |
d108 | Hope, though slow she be, and late | | | | | | | |
d109 | How beautiful the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d110 | How beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree | | | | | | | |
d111 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d112 | How deep a sleep hath bound thee | | | | | | | |
d113 | How glad the tone when summer's sun | | | | | | | |
d114 | How happy is he born and [or] taught | | | | | | | |
d115 | How many ways the young may find | | | | | | | |
d116 | How shall we praise thee, Lord of light | | | | | | | |
d117 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d118 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
d119 | How withered, faded, seems the form | | | | | | | |
d120 | Hush the loud cannon's roar | | | | | | | |
d121 | I hear thee speak of the better land | | | | | | | |
d122 | I may not scorn the meanest thing | | | | | | | |
d123 | I saw the glorious sun arise | | | | | | | |
d124 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d125 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
d126 | If high or low our station be | | | | | | | |
d127 | If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast | | | | | | | |
d128 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d129 | In life's gay spring enchanting hours | | | | | | | |
d130 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | | | |
d131 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
d132 | In the green realm of summer | | | | | | | |
d133 | In the morning I will pray For God's blessing | | | | | | | |
d134 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
d135 | In the thick and grassy wood | | | | | | | |
d136 | Indulgent God, whose bounteous care O'er all thy works is shown | | | | | | | |
d137 | Into the sunshine, full of the light | | | | | | | |
d138 | It was our Heavenly Father's love | | | | | | | |
d139 | Joy, joy, a year is born | | | | | | | |
d140 | Joyfully, joyfully, sound the grateful strain | | | | | | | |
d141 | Lauded be thy name forever | | | | | | | |
d142 | Let us with a joyful mind | | | | | | | |
d143 | Lift your voice, and thankful sing | | | | | | | |
d144 | Like shadows gliding o'er the plain | | | | | | | |
d145 | Like to the modest, tender flower | | | | | | | |
d146 | Lo the lilies of the field | | | | | | | |
d147 | Look around thee see decay | | | | | | | |
d148 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d149 | Lord, in heaven, thy dwelling place | | | | | | | |
d150 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d151 | Lord of my life, O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
d152 | Lord of the world [worlds] below | | | | | | | |
d153 | Lord, subdue our selfish will | | | | | | | |
d154 | Lord, thou art good, all nature shows | | | | | | | |
d155 | Lord, thy glory fills the heaven | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
d157 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d158 | Low sinks the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lowly and solemn be they children's cry | | | | | | | |
d160 | Mark the soft falling snow | | | | | | | |
d161 | May I resolve with all my heart | | | | | | | |
d162 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d163 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d164 | My God, all nature owns thy sway | | | | | | | |
d165 | My God, I thank thee, may no thought | | | | | | | |
d166 | My God, in morning's radiant hour | | | | | | | |
d167 | My God, thou makest the sun to know | | | | | | | |
d168 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
d169 | My God, to thee, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
d170 | My son, be this thy simple plan | | | | | | | |
d171 | My soul, praise the Lord, speak good [well] of | | | | | | | |
d172 | None loves me, Father, with thy love | | | | | | | |
d173 | Now, Lord, we part awhile | | | | | | | |
d174 | Now pray we for our country | | | | | | | |
d175 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
d176 | Now that the sun is beaming bright | | | | | | | |
d177 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
d178 | O Father, lift our souls above | | | | | | | |
d179 | O give thanks to Him who made | | | | | | | |
d180 | O God, I thank thee that the night | | | | | | | |
d181 | O God, to thee our hearts would pay | | | | | | | |
d182 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d183 | O help us Lord each hour of need | | | | | | | |
d184 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
d185 | O ignorant, poor man, what dost thou bear | | | | | | | |
d186 | O in the morn of life | | | | | | | |
d187 | O know ye not that ye | | | | | | | |
d188 | O, may we still maintain | | | | | | | |
d189 | O Source of uncreated light | | | | | | | |
d190 | O spirit, freed from earth, Rejoice | | | | | | | |
d191 | O the pretty wayside well | | | | | | | |
d192 | O thou, at whose dread name we bend | | | | | | | |
d193 | O thou who biddest the cheerful ray | | | | | | | |
d194 | O thou who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
d195 | O thou whose power o'er moving worlds presides | | | | | | | |
d196 | O Thou whose presence went before | | | | | | | |
d197 | O timely happy, timely wise | | | | | | | |
d198 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d199 | One prayer I have, all prayers in one | | | | | | | |
d200 | Our Father, through the coming year | | | | | | | |