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1 | God is good! each perfumed flower | | | | | | | |
2 | Almighty God! by thy great power | | | | | | | |
3 | My God! I thank thee that the night | | | | | | | |
4 | Another day its course has run | | | | | | | |
5 | All Nature shows in various ways | | | | | | | |
6 | To be resigned when ills betide | | | | | | | |
7 | O heavenly Father, gracious Friend | | | | | | | |
8 | Thou shalt not steal thy neighbour's right | | | | | | | |
9 | Sweet is the voice of well-earned praise | | | | | | | |
10 | What pleasure can the idol feel | | | | | | | |
11 | How pleasant it is, at the close of the day | | | | | | | |
12 | Wake, wake! see the dawn, it is time to arise | | | | | | | |
13 | What can I, my Maker, do | | | | | | | |
14 | Sabbath-day of peace and joy | | | | | | | |
15 | Another night has passed away | | | | | | | |
16 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
17 | These emmets how little they are in our eyes! | | | | | | | |
18 | There is a tongue in every leaf | | | | | | | |
19 | Father, beneath whose watchful eye | | | | | | | |
20 | O, happy is the child that hears | | | | | | | |
21 | Awake, my heart, and sing the praise | | | | | | | |
22 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
23 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
24 | Our Father God! who dwell'st in Heaven | | | | | | | |
25 | The wind blows down the largest tree | | | | | | | |
26 | O! thou who rul'st the realms on high | | | | | | | |
27 | Guard me from pride, from vain desire | | | | | | | |
28 | Are thou my Father?--then no more | | | | | | | |
29 | With warm affection let us view | | | | | | | |
30 | We sing thy mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
31 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
32 | Say, what is life? 'Tis like a flower | | | | | | | |
33 | The summer winds sing lullaby | | | | | | | |
34 | O Thou! to whom the grateful song | | | | | | | |
35 | We've passed a pleasant Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
36 | Oh! I will make, and quickly rise | | | | | | | |
37 | The morning hours of cheerful light | | | | | | | |
38 | With firm resolve, and equal mind | | | | | | | |
39 | For life with all its varied joy | | | | | | | |
40 | Guide of our youth, to thee we pray | | | | | | | |
41 | Now behold, the mid-day sun | | | | | | | |
42 | Dark is the sky when day retires | | | | | | | |
43 | Child of patient industry | | | | | | | |
44 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
45 | Father! I would not live in vain | | | | | | | |
46 | Evening hail! thou grateful shade! | | | | | | | |
47 | Author of life, of joy, of health | | | | | | | |
48 | See the leaves around us falling | | | | | | | |
49 | Almighty ruler of the skies! | | | | | | | |
50 | O Father! spread thy guardian arm | | | | | | | |
51 | There is a world we have not seen | | | | | | | |
52 | Humbly walk, and heaven will love thee | | | | | | | |
53 | Great source of unexhausted good! | | | | | | | |
54 | Fruitless the wish, and vain the prayer | | | | | | | |
55 | Father of good, to whom belong | | | | | | | |
56 | Great God! I would not seek to know | | | | | | | |
57 | O God, to thee, who first hast given | | | | | | | |
58 | Taste not from envy's poisonous fountain | | | | | | | |
59 | Frail though my young devotions be | | | | | | | |
60 | When near, O, Lord thy heavenly throne | | | | | | | |
61 | The sun goes down--another Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
62 | Whate'er thou purposest to do | | | | | | | |
63 | I see a God at every step | | | | | | | |
64 | A God appears of grace and power | | | | | | | |
65 | Almighty Lord! to Thee alone | | | | | | | |
66 | Mortal! while the sunny beam | | | | | | | |
67 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
68 | Thou art, O God! the life and light | | | | | | | |
69 | Onward, onward, may we press | | | | | | | |
70 | Glory to our heavenly king! | | | | | | | |
71 | Night is the time for rest | | | | | | | |
72 | God of mercy! God of love! | | | | | | | |
73 | Hail sacred season! peaceful day! | | | | | | | |
74 | Begin, my child, in early youth | | | | | | | |
75 | By the cutting north-wind rent | | | | | | | |
76 | Tell me, moments now no more | | | | | | | |
77 | The willow that droops by the side of the river | | | | | | | |
78 | My God, thy boundless love I praise | | | | | | | |
79 | Lord, through the slippery paths of youth | | | | | | | |
80 | When in thy temple, Lord! we bow | | | | | | | |
81 | Look through creation, and behold | | | | | | | |
82 | Shun delays, they bring remorse | | | | | | | |
83 | Author of life! with reason's dawn | | | | | | | |
84 | Providence, profusely kind | | | | | | | |
85 | Father of Heaven! thy wond'rous power | | | | | | | |
86 | The summer ends its short career | | | | | | | |
87 | Let me with fervor praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
88 | To thee, O Lord, we humbly pray | | | | | | | |
89 | Love God with all your soul | | | | | | | |
90 | See the golden orb of day | | | | | | | |
91 | Bright stars of eve, your lucid rays | | | | | | | |
92 | Hast thou, my soul, improved each power | | | | | | | |
93 | I live again to see the day | | | | | | | |
94 | See the gleams of daylight swim | | | | | | | |
95 | Oh, is there not a Mighty Power | | | | | | | |
96 | When in the morning of my days | | | | | | | |
97 | O grant thy blessing, Lord, to-day! | | | | | | | |
98 | Almighty God and King on high | | | | | | | |
99 | Greatest of beings! source of life | | | | | | | |
100 | Of all the gifts in virtue's power | | | | | | | |