# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
102 | Angel voices ever singing | | | | | | | |
103 | To-day's the happiest, happiest day | | | | | | | |
104 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
105 | Jesus loves the little children | | | | | | | |
106 | Come to Jesus, little one | | | | | | | |
107 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
108 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
109 | Littlle travelers Zionward | | | | | | | |
110 | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | | | |
111 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
112 | When the loving Saviour | | | | | | | |
113 | Hark! the merry bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
114 | When of old, to Zion's temple | | | | | | | |
115 | Blessed Saviour, Thou didst suffer | | | | | | | |
116 | Pity the children across the sea | | | | | | | |
117 | Once again, dear Lord, we pray | | | | | | | |
118 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
119 | Forward! be our watchword | | | | | | | |
120 | I'm a little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
121 | Little builders all are we | | | | | | | |
122 | There is something on earth for the children to do | | | | | | | |
123 | Oh, what can little hands, little hands do | | | | | | | |
124 | I cannot do great things for Him | | | | | | | |
125 | What can I give to Jesus | | | | | | | |
126 | We are little gleaners brave | | | | | | | |
127 | We are a little gleaning band | | | | | | | |
128 | In the vineyard of our Father | | | | | | | |
129 | Little givers, come and bring | | | | | | | |
130 | Dear Jesus, we bring Thee our off'rings to-day | | | | | | | |
131 | 'Twas only a drop in the bucket | | | | | | | |
132 | The whole wide world for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
133 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
134 | Abide with me; fast falls the even-tide | | | | | | | |
135 | Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
136 | God of our salvation, hear us | | | | | | | |
137 | Dear Father, e're we part | | | | | | | |
138 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
139 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
140 | Now may He, who from the dead | | | | | | | |
141 | If 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
142 | Lord, at this closing hour | | | | | | | |
143 | Once more, before we part | | | | | | | |
144 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing | | | | | | | |
145 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
146 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
147 | May the grace of Christ, our Saviour | | | | | | | |
148 | To God, the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
149 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
150 | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
151 | Now let the Father, and the Son | | | | | | | |
152 | Sing we to our God above | | | | | | | |
153 | Great Jehovah! we adore Thee | | | | | | | |
154 | To God--the Father, Son, And Spirit--Three in One | | | | | | | |