# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A little lamb forsook the fold | | | | | | | |
d2 | A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey on my way | | | | | | | |
d3 | Angel voices in the air | | | | | | | |
d4 | Angels are waiting our coming | | | | | | | |
d5 | Another year has passed away, time swiftly speeds along | | | | | | | |
d6 | Are we sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d7 | As we walk the pilgrim's | | | | | | | |
d8 | Behold, what manner of love that Father hath | | | | | | | |
d9 | Beyond the dark river of death | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blessed Jesus, meek and mild, Stoop to hear a little child | | | | | | | |
d11 | Bow down thine ear, O Lord, and hear me | | | | | | | |
d12 | Brother, thou art gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d13 | Brothers, will you go with me | | | | | | | |
d14 | By faith I view my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
d15 | Children, rally, rally for the armies | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, come, ye that labor | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come into Christ's army, come, join it today | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come to the Savior, children, today | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come unto me at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come unto me [him], when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
d22 | Do not rashly judge | | | | | | | |
d23 | Don't you hear the angels sing | | | | | | | |
d24 | Father up in heaven, ever | | | | | | | |
d25 | Fling out our banner | | | | | | | |
d26 | Go work in God's vineyard | | | | | | | |
d27 | God made the little bird to sing upon the tree so tall | | | | | | | |
d28 | Guide and bless us, O our Father | | | | | | | |
d29 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d30 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hark, the notes of angel voices high in glory | | | | | | | |
d32 | Hark, the voice of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hark to the solemn bell | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hasten, Lord, the coming | | | | | | | |
d36 | Have we any room for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d37 | Have ye heard of the land of promise | | | | | | | |
d38 | Have you read the wondrous story | | | | | | | |
d39 | Heavenly Father, sovereign [might] Lord | | | | | | | |
d40 | Ho thou traveler on life's highway | | | | | | | |
d41 | Home at last, they're home | | | | | | | |
d42 | How drear is the wilderness way | | | | | | | |
d43 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d44 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hush, little Christian child | | | | | | | |
d46 | I a little pilgrim stand | | | | | | | |
d47 | I am Jesus' little lamb | | | | | | | |
d48 | I am looking tonight at the stars so bright | | | | | | | |
d49 | I am standing upon the green shore | | | | | | | |
d50 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d51 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d52 | I love the blessed Bible | | | | | | | |
d53 | I love the Lord, his praises | | | | | | | |
d54 | I love the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d55 | I love thee, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d56 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
d57 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
d58 | I want to go where the Savior reigns | | | | | | | |
d59 | I wish I were a hummingbird | | | | | | | |
d60 | If ye love me, saith the Savior | | | | | | | |
d61 | I'm a little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d62 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d63 | In my Father's house are many mansions fair | | | | | | | |
d64 | In the golden sunlight, shining bright | | | | | | | |
d65 | Is Jesus now your friend | | | | | | | |
d66 | Is that the moon rising | | | | | | | |
d67 | Is there room among the angels | | | | | | | |
d68 | Is thy trembling heart aweary | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus loves little children, he is their Friend | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus loves the little children, Once he took them on his knee | | | | | | | |
d72 | Let us pass over, the Master | | | | | | | |
d73 | Little children, listen, Do you hear the Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d74 | Little hearts, O Lord, may love thee | | | | | | | |
d75 | Little pilgrim art thou weary | | | | | | | |
d76 | Lo the star in the east | | | | | | | |
d77 | Long my spirit pined in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d78 | Many blind and halt and withered | | | | | | | |
d79 | Many sweet children have lived and died | | | | | | | |
d80 | Marching, we're marching with banner and song | | | | | | | |
d81 | Merry laughing, sparkling water | | | | | | | |
d82 | Music, sweet music from angels | | | | | | | |
d83 | O, aged believer whose feet | | | | | | | |
d84 | O blessed Savior, Lord above | | | | | | | |
d85 | O if my house is built upon a rock | | | | | | | |
d86 | O let us be faithful | | | | | | | |
d87 | O when shall I dwell in a mansion | | | | | | | |
d88 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d89 | O wondrous story of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d90 | O yes, we'll go to our Father's home | | | | | | | |
d91 | O'er the waters, dark and foaming | | | | | | | |
d92 | Only one crossing over | | | | | | | |
d93 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d94 | Onward children, do not tarry | | | | | | | |
d95 | Onward, press onward, the great command | | | | | | | |
d96 | Open the door for the children | | | | | | | |
d97 | Pleasant is the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d98 | Praise Jehovah in the highest | | | | | | | |
d99 | Reaching after sunbeams | | | | | | | |
d100 | Ring out the bells for Christmas | | | | | | | |