# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All hail the great Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
d2 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d3 | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty Lord, with joy to thee | | | | | | | |
d5 | And they brought unto Jesus | | | | | | | |
d6 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d7 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d8 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d9 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d10 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
d11 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come and sing with joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come children, let us all improve | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come humble sinner | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, let us rejoice, And lift our glad voice | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, let us tune our voices | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come not, O Lord in the dread | | | | | | | |
d19 | Give to the Father praise | | | | | | | |
d20 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d21 | Go to thy rest, my [dear] [fair] child | | | | | | | |
d22 | Gracious Savior, gentle [holy] Shepherd, Little ones [All thy lambs] [Children all] | | | | | | | |
d23 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
d24 | Grant us, Lord, thy gracious presence | | | | | | | |
d25 | Grateful praise to thee we bring | | | | | | | |
d26 | Great God, to Thee our thanks we bring | | | | | | | |
d27 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d28 | Happy angels, still ye [you] dwell | | | | | | | |
d29 | Hear we [ye] not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
d30 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
d31 | How carefully the shepherds keep | | | | | | | |
d32 | How long, sometimes, a day appears [the days appear] | | | | | | | |
d33 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d34 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d35 | I hear thee speak of the better land | | | | | | | |
d36 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d37 | I love to have the Sabbath come, for then I rise | | | | | | | |
d38 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d39 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d40 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d41 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d42 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jesus let a pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d44 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d45 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d46 | Let children bless the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d47 | Let us now, with hearts united | | | | | | | |
d48 | Little children, can you tell | | | | | | | |
d49 | Little children, love each other, Is the blessed Savior's rule | | | | | | | |
d50 | Lo the Lord Jehovah liveth | | | | | | | |
d51 | Lovely is the dawn | | | | | | | |
d52 | May I love thee and adore thee | | | | | | | |
d53 | Morn amid the mountains | | | | | | | |
d54 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d55 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d56 | O God, Protector of the lowly | | | | | | | |
d57 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d58 | O how lovely, O how lovely | | | | | | | |
d59 | O tell me strangers, ere ye go | | | | | | | |
d60 | O thou whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d61 | O when the tear is gushing | | | | | | | |
d62 | O while the light from heaven | | | | | | | |
d63 | O ye voices gone, sounds of early years | | | | | | | |
d64 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d65 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d66 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d67 | Our Father, who dost dwell on high | | | | | | | |
d68 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d69 | Pleasing spring again is here, Trees and fields | | | | | | | |
d70 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d71 | Sing to the great Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d72 | Sweet and low, sweet and low, wind of the western sea | | | | | | | |
d73 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d74 | Sweet the hour of friendly meeting | | | | | | | |
d75 | Ten thousand different flowers | | | | | | | |
d76 | The light of Sabbath eve is fading | | | | | | | |
d77 | The morning hours of cheerful light | | | | | | | |
d78 | The rose bud yet unblown may lie | | | | | | | |
d79 | The Sabbath day how sweet to me | | | | | | | |
d80 | The Savior's glorious name Forever shall endure | | | | | | | |
d81 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d82 | The winter is over and gone the thrush whistles | | | | | | | |
d83 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d84 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d85 | There is a land above | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
d87 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d88 | They are blest and blest forever | | | | | | | |
d89 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d90 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d91 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d92 | 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope | | | | | | | |
d93 | Up to thee, Almighty Father, Ancient of eternal days | | | | | | | |
d94 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
d95 | We now to Christ, the Savior King | | | | | | | |
d96 | We'll not forget the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d97 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d98 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
d99 | When Sabbath's sacred morning light begins | | | | | | | |
d100 | When the light of day | | | | | | | |