# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
2 | Rejoice and be glad! | | | | | | | |
3 | Keep me near thee, blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
4 | How sweet is the Bible! how pure is the light | | | | | | | |
5 | List! the glad song, beautiful song | | | | | | | |
6 | I'm Jesus' little trusting child | | | | | | | |
7 | God sees the little sparrow fall | | | | | | | |
8 | Hear the call for soldiers | | | | | | | |
9 | Away in a manger, no crib for a bed | | | | | | | |
10 | Oh, we love our Sunday school | | | | | | | |
11 | Father, we thank thee for the night | | | | | | | |
12 | Come, all together now | | | | | | | |
13 | Consider the lilies, how they bloom | | | | | | | |
14 | O blessed, happy Christmas morn | | | | | | | |
15 | Praise him in his hallow'd dwelling | | | | | | | |
16 | Beyond this world of toil and care | | | | | | | |
17 | The Lord's my Shepherd | | | | | | | |
18 | Little children, do not fear | | | | | | | |
19 | I think when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
20 | I know Jesus will not forget me | | | | | | | |
21 | Kind words can never die | | | | | | | |
22 | Touch not the cup, it is death to thy soul | | | | | | | |
23 | Sing with a tuneful spirit | | | | | | | |
24 | The sun may warm the grass to light | | | | | | | |
25 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear light | | | | | | | |
26 | We are marching on to glory | | | | | | | |
27 | I would be a little light | | | | | | | |
28 | Jesus came a Savior dear | | | | | | | |
29 | Oh, we are saved in Jesus' blood | | | | | | | |
30 | Dare to do right! dare to be true! | | | | | | | |
31 | Come, little children, work for the Master | | | | | | | |
32 | We're on the road from earth to heaven | | | | | | | |
33 | Oh, come with the army of the Lord today | | | | | | | |
34 | For all the Savior has done for me | | | | | | | |
35 | Speak softly, let no angry word | | | | | | | |
36 | The door of his mercy is open | | | | | | | |
37 | 'Tis morning sweet, and we repeat | | | | | | | |
38 | We're little lambs of Jesus | | | | | | | |
39 | Remember in youth thy Creator | | | | | | | |
40 | Oh, will you come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
41 | Let the children come, bid them hear the call | | | | | | | |
42 | I am Jesus' little lamb | | | | | | | |
43 | I am only a little sailor | | | | | | | |
44 | Come, take these eyes, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
45 | Keep step, keep step to the army tread | | | | | | | |
46 | Our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
47 | See, the dear children around you today | | | | | | | |
48 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
49 | Heav'nly Father, teach the way | | | | | | | |
50 | Over the ocean there cometh a cry | | | | | | | |
51 | Should you see all kinds of sin | | | | | | | |
52 | Praise God for the Bible | | | | | | | |
53 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
54 | We are the happy children | | | | | | | |
55 | Oh, do not be discouraged | | | | | | | |
56 | Happy little pilgrims! | | | | | | | |
57 | Rippling brook and flowing stream | | | | | | | |
58 | I'm glad the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
59 | I hear the Savior say | | | | | | | |
60 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
61 | Let us all be good and true | | | | | | | |
62 | Oh, the happy, joyous Christmas-tide | | | | | | | |
63 | The deadly cup while others drink | | | | | | | |
64 | Twilight is stealing over the sea | | | | | | | |
65 | I am so glad that the Savior hath said | | | | | | | |
66 | Take care of what you say | | | | | | | |
67 | Darkly the night Hideth from sight | | | | | | | |
68 | Never be late to the Sunday-school class | | | | | | | |
69 | There's a gentle voice within calls away | | | | | | | |
70 | Around the throne of God in heav'n | | | | | | | |
71 | We are coming, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
72 | Oh, we love the children's meeting | | | | | | | |
73 | We have a book, a precious book | | | | | | | |
74 | When all the dear children get home | | | | | | | |
75 | Blessed God of mercy, as we start in life | | | | | | | |
76 | There is no name so sweet on earth | | | | | | | |
77 | I love to think of Jesus | | | | | | | |
78 | I've two little hands to work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
79 | Little ones may be just like the fruitful trees | | | | | | | |
80 | In the west the beams of day | | | | | | | |
81 | In this cold, dark world we're living | | | | | | | |
82 | Sound the battle cry! | | | | | | | |
83 | See the Savior in the temple | | | | | | | |
84 | Little hands so loving | | | | | | | |
85 | Bright little jewels | | | | | | | |
86 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
87 | "Give," said the little stream | | | | | | | |
88 | Here's a lesson we should heed | | | | | | | |
89 | Gently a word was spoken | | | | | | | |
90 | Never be afraid to speak for Jesus | | | | | | | |
91 | There's a bright happy home high in heaven above | | | | | | | |
92 | All things beautiful and fair | | | | | | | |
93 | The morning bright | | | | | | | |
94 | Little drops of water | | | | | | | |
95 | Savior, like a Shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
96 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
97 | Jesus loves me! this I know | | | | | | | |
98 | Come, praise your Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
99 | When Jesus was a little child | | | | | | | |
100 | Jesus the water of life will give | | | | | | | |