Juvenile Songs: religious, moral and sentimental, with brief exercises, adapted to the purposes of primary instruction

Editor:	Thomas Hastings
Publisher:	Daniel Fanshaw , New York, 1842
Language:	English
Notes:	Numbering is by page number. Letters are added to hymns that start on the same page.

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7a	Lo in the desert rich flowers are springing
7b	Do unto others as you would
7c	Love God with all your soul and strength
8a	How sweet the melting lay
8b	My schoolmates are learning to sing
9a	The hour of song has come
9b	Let us close the tuneful hour
10a	From his humble, grassy bed
10b	See, the lovely blooming flower
11a	Cherily, cheerily sound the strain
11b	Poor harmless insect, thither fly
12a	Let us chant the morning song
12b	Put up thy little hands in prayer
13	Some people complain they have nothing to do
14	Children of a freeborn race
15	High on a bright and sunny bed
16	The lillies of the valleys
17	The beautiful sun has forsaken the earth
18	The stars are bright this beautiful night
19a	Gentle breezes ever smiling
19b	See upon the mountain's side
20	Go, when the morning shineth
21	The butterfly, an idle thing
22	There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love
23	Now I lay be down to sleep
24a	Dark night away hath rolled
24b	Down in the green and shady bed
25	O gracious Lord of all
26	Awake, awake, from a slumber breark
27	Ah tell me no more
28	Free from slumber, free from care
29	Her eye was to sorrow inclined
30	Who made the sky so bright and blue
31	Seek from the skies
32	The spring of life is opening
33	Our youthful hearts for learning burn
34	The silvery moon advances
35	To be early at school
36	The bugle horn, This early morn
37	Let melody now its soft numbers prolong
38	O what will become of thee poor little bird
40	He wept at the deed he had done
41	School is open, take your places
42	O how I love my Father's eye
43	We'll go to the field for some flowers
44	When all within is peace
45	The planets are beautiful stars
46	On the bank of the river so high
48	Tell me the days each month contains
50	Vacation now we're spending
51	Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve
52	Summer's mildest breeze is blowing
53	O Jesus, delight of my soul My Savior, my Shepherd divine
54	O Pilot, 'tis a fearful night
55	From every stormy wind [sense] that blows
56	Who can tell what notes of sadness
57	Endless praises to our Lord God
58	Come to the sunset tree
60	I saw from the beach when the morning was shining
61	There's peace, there's hope, there's joy
62	The wonders of creation in earth and air and skies
64	Who is he that kindly keepeth
65	Night, whose sable mantle flows
66	How beauteous the morning appears
67	Bright little star on evening's breast
68	See where the glorious sunset now
69	The birds and the fishes, without any hands
70	Now nature sits in sweet repose
71	To Sabbath school, to Sabbath school
72	The spring flowers know the time to bloom
73	Where do children love to go
74	Thanksgiving day has come
75	When little Samuel woke
76	While beauty clothes the fertile vale
77	Wake! wake, 'tis early day
78	The country I love that has given me birth
79	O do not frighten or destroy
80	How charming the thought that the spirits in bliss
81	Far, far o'er [the] hill and dell [dale]
82	O poor little robin, so cold and so wet
83	'Tis dawn, 'tis dawn, with silv'ry light
84	Rambling o'er the rocky mountain
85	Time, a smooth deceitful stream
86	It is a lovely, hallowed spot
87	I wonder why these pretty flowers
88	How sweet is the Sabbath to me
89	It is the sabbath day
90	Fair little creature of a day
91	Rejoicing in the days of youth
92	Stay, little warbler, stay
94	I have no mother, for she died
95	In melody would you excel
96	A darkening veil passed o'er the moon
98	O if I were a robin
99	Rich the treasure, sweet the pleasure
100	Tell me, Shepherd, from above
101	Come, children, come, God bids you come
102	People of the living God! I have sought the world
103	There was a noble ark
104	See where, in a thicket of roses