# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d2 | Ah Jesus let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
d3 | All things beautiful and fair | | | | | | | |
d4 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d5 | At my open window sang a little bird | | | | | | | |
d6 | Busy little gleaners we Toiling on, toiling on | | | | | | | |
d7 | Chime on, sweet bells, your music tells | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come and let us sing the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d10 | Dear Savior, we give thee | | | | | | | |
d11 | Do no sinful action; Speak no angry word | | | | | | | |
d12 | Faithful Shepherd, feed me | | | | | | | |
d13 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d14 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d15 | Giving pennies for the Lord | | | | | | | |
d16 | God of [in] heaven, hear our singing | | | | | | | |
d17 | Growing up for Jesus, we are truly blest | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hang up the baby's stocking | | | | | | | |
d19 | Happy little birds are we | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hark, the voice of Jesus calling Follow me, follow me | | | | | | | |
d21 | Hear the holy angels' voices | | | | | | | |
d22 | Here we are, don't leave us out | | | | | | | |
d23 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d24 | How beautiful the sun doth shine | | | | | | | |
d25 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d26 | How Jesus loved the little ones | | | | | | | |
d27 | I am simply trusting in my Savior | | | | | | | |
d28 | I am trusting thee, Lord Jesus, trusting only thee | | | | | | | |
d29 | I know, I know 'tis Christmas time | | | | | | | |
d30 | I know that mamma [mother] loves me | | | | | | | |
d31 | I know what I'll do for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d32 | I love the dear Savior, so gentle | | | | | | | |
d33 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d34 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d35 | In the vineyard of our father | | | | | | | |
d36 | In their little coats of green | | | | | | | |
d37 | In their little coats of green | | | | | | | |
d38 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d40 | Jesus Christ is passing by | | | | | | | |
d41 | Jesus, high in glory | | | | | | | |
d42 | Jesus said of little children | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d44 | Just a beam of sunlight | | | | | | | |
d45 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d46 | Linger still, O blessed hours | | | | | | | |
d47 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d48 | Little thoughtful pansies | | | | | | | |
d49 | Look on the bright side turn | | | | | | | |
d50 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d51 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d52 | Now a new year opens | | | | | | | |
d53 | O the precious love of Jesus, Growing sweeter | | | | | | | |
d54 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d55 | Once the blessed, loving Jesus | | | | | | | |
d56 | One by one, the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |
d57 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d58 | Our sweetest song of gladness | | | | | | | |
d59 | Our youthful hearts with [for] temperance burn | | | | | | | |
d60 | Resting from his work today | | | | | | | |
d61 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d62 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d63 | See, the light is breaking over vale | | | | | | | |
d64 | Shadows, Lord, are falling | | | | | | | |
d65 | Softly, softly, Christ is calling | | | | | | | |
d66 | Songs of praise we bring to our Savior, King | | | | | | | |
d67 | Spring is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d68 | Step by step, we're onward marching | | | | | | | |
d69 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d71 | Tender little twigs are we | | | | | | | |
d72 | The golden rule, the golden rule | | | | | | | |
d73 | The Lord is good to all, our lips | | | | | | | |
d74 | The Lord is very kind to children | | | | | | | |
d75 | The Master is calling for workers | | | | | | | |
d76 | The world has need of singers | | | | | | | |
d77 | There is a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d78 | There is a gate that opens wide | | | | | | | |
d79 | These hands are very little | | | | | | | |
d80 | Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need | | | | | | | |
d81 | 'Tis the Savior's natal day | | | | | | | |
d82 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d83 | We are busy reapers working for | | | | | | | |
d84 | We are but little candles | | | | | | | |
d85 | We are Jesus' little soldiers | | | | | | | |
d86 | We are little soldiers of the | | | | | | | |
d87 | We are little workers, One and all | | | | | | | |
d88 | We are the little friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d89 | We come with joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
d90 | We come, with songs rejoicing | | | | | | | |
d91 | We have a Savior kind and true | | | | | | | |
d92 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d93 | We welcome you all | | | | | | | |
d94 | We will shine for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d95 | We're a band of happy children | | | | | | | |
d96 | We're a little Christian band | | | | | | | |
d97 | We're very tiny, yet we know | | | | | | | |
d98 | We've something sweet to tell | | | | | | | |
d99 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d100 | What wonderful love is the love | | | | | | | |