# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A band of children free we | | | | | | | |
d2 | A city bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d3 | A voice that I hear, across the sea | | | | | | | |
d4 | Above the bruised face | | | | | | | |
d5 | Again we take our places | | | | | | | |
d6 | All around are kind and loving | | | | | | | |
d7 | All o'er the sacred pages | | | | | | | |
d8 | And as in olden days | | | | | | | |
d9 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d10 | Another week is past, another | | | | | | | |
d11 | Are we like the fig tree | | | | | | | |
d12 | At the tomb of Lazarus standing | | | | | | | |
d13 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beautiful angel on pinions of light | | | | | | | |
d15 | Beautiful river, flowing forever | | | | | | | |
d16 | Best of the seven, O holy day | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blessed are the poor in spirit, they are heirs of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d18 | Blessed Jesus, Prince of glory | | | | | | | |
d19 | Blessed Redeemer, graciously hear us | | | | | | | |
d20 | Breast the wave Christian | | | | | | | |
d21 | By the wayside, near the city | | | | | | | |
d22 | By their fruits ye shall know | | | | | | | |
d23 | Children, children, hearken to me | | | | | | | |
d24 | Children, children why do you sing | | | | | | | |
d25 | Children hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
d26 | Children, would you know the story | | | | | | | |
d27 | Christ, you know, loved little children | | | | | | | |
d28 | Cold, cold was the night wind | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come to the Savior, make no delay | | | | | | | |
d30 | Down from the skies bending low | | | | | | | |
d31 | Draw nigh to us, our Father | | | | | | | |
d32 | Each one has a mission | | | | | | | |
d33 | Earnestly the ruler on the Lord did call | | | | | | | |
d34 | Fading away like the stars of the morning | | | | | | | |
d35 | Father, from whose hand doth spring | | | | | | | |
d36 | Father in heaven, while angels | | | | | | | |
d37 | Flee, as a bird, to your [yon] [the] mountain | | | | | | | |
d38 | From the Bethlehem manger home | | | | | | | |
d39 | From the Mount of Olives descending | | | | | | | |
d40 | Give, said the little stream | | | | | | | |
d41 | Go, return, the Lord deal gently with you | | | | | | | |
d42 | Go work today in my vineyard, We hear the Master say | | | | | | | |
d43 | Great Naaman the Syrian | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hail, happy morning, hail holy day | | | | | | | |
d45 | Happy hearts children bring | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark to the voice of the Savior and Lord | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hast thou found the goodly pearl | | | | | | | |
d48 | He folds them in his bosom | | | | | | | |
d49 | He is the Shepherd, gentle and loving | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hear the blessed Savior say, Follow me | | | | | | | |
d51 | Hear the music of the rain falling down | | | | | | | |
d52 | Heavenly Father teach the way | | | | | | | |
d53 | Help us, O Lord, to walk | | | | | | | |
d54 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d55 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d56 | I know not if the [or] dark or bright | | | | | | | |
d57 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d58 | I want to be an angel, Before I mount above | | | | | | | |
d59 | I would not die early | | | | | | | |
d60 | I'm a little soldier boy | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the garden boldly Peter | | | | | | | |
d62 | In the house of God is a gathered band | | | | | | | |
d63 | Into thy loving care | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d65 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d66 | Kind hearts are the gardens | | | | | | | |
d67 | Knocking, knocking, who is there, waiting, waiting | | | | | | | |
d68 | Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill | | | | | | | |
d69 | Let little children come to me | | | | | | | |
d70 | Let us guard our thoughts | | | | | | | |
d71 | Let us kneel, for God is here | | | | | | | |
d72 | Life is an ocean, and each has his bark | | | | | | | |
d73 | List, the disciple band, Lord | | | | | | | |
d74 | Little children, Jesus loves you | | | | | | | |
d75 | Little eyes, little eyes Open with the morning light | | | | | | | |
d76 | Long ago when little children | | | | | | | |
d77 | Look to Jesus weary one look and live | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord, as we enter Thy presence today | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, help me, the shriek | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lord, help us all to come | | | | | | | |
d81 | Lord, on this thy holy day | | | | | | | |
d82 | Lord, thy Word abideth | | | | | | | |
d83 | Lord, we pray thee, give | | | | | | | |
d84 | Loving Father, hear thy children | | | | | | | |
d85 | May we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d86 | May we look to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d87 | Mid the pastures green of the blessed isles | | | | | | | |
d88 | Morn so fair | | | | | | | |
d89 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d90 | My life flows [goes] on in [an] endless song | | | | | | | |
d91 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d92 | Naught to charges false | | | | | | | |
d93 | Near the healing pool, Bethesda | | | | | | | |
d94 | Never fear, for tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d95 | No earthly sound is heard | | | | | | | |
d96 | No parents to love me | | | | | | | |
d97 | Not on the mount nor [not] beside | | | | | | | |
d98 | Nothing to love be silent | | | | | | | |
d99 | O come, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d100 | O dread on the mountains | | | | | | | |