# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A little ship was on the sea | | | | | | | |
d2 | Above the world the winter stars | | | | | | | |
d3 | All the birds are here again | | | | | | | |
d4 | All the happy children gladly join our song | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d6 | Baby Jesus, fast asleep | | | | | | | |
d7 | Brighter than the sunset | | | | | | | |
d8 | Can a little child like me | | | | | | | |
d9 | Comes a birthday once again | | | | | | | |
d10 | Cuckoo, cuckoo, welcome thy song | | | | | | | |
d11 | Dear Father, help us children | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dear Savior, ere we part | | | | | | | |
d13 | Ding, dong, ding, dong, church bells a message are ringing | | | | | | | |
d14 | Down came the raindrops | | | | | | | |
d15 | Each little creature our Father | | | | | | | |
d16 | Each little flower that opens | | | | | | | |
d17 | Every Christian night there comes | | | | | | | |
d18 | Father as the morning sun | | | | | | | |
d19 | Father, lead me day by day In Thine own, Thy perfect way | | | | | | | |
d20 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d21 | For my home and friends, I thank thee | | | | | | | |
d22 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
d23 | Gentle child of Nazareth | | | | | | | |
d24 | Glad autumn time has come | | | | | | | |
d25 | Glad in the house of God | | | | | | | |
d26 | God has given us a book full of stories | | | | | | | |
d27 | God of love and God of light | | | | | | | |
d28 | God sees the little sparrow fall | | | | | | | |
d29 | God, who made the earth, The air, the sky, the se | | | | | | | |
d30 | Have you heard that angels sang | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hear the joy bells ringing, ringing | | | | | | | |
d32 | Hear us thank thee, kindest friend | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hop, hop, hop, nimble as a top | | | | | | | |
d34 | How strong and sweet my Father's care | | | | | | | |
d35 | I feel quite safe | | | | | | | |
d36 | I have a little friend | | | | | | | |
d37 | I like to think that Jesus | | | | | | | |
d38 | I love my friends and they love me | | | | | | | |
d39 | I love to think that Jesus saw | | | | | | | |
d40 | I never saw God's love | | | | | | | |
d41 | I read in God's dear book | | | | | | | |
d42 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d43 | I want to send a whisper song | | | | | | | |
d44 | Jesus, Friend of little [all the] children | | | | | | | |
d45 | Jesus, I kneel down to say | | | | | | | |
d46 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d47 | Jesus wants all of his children | | | | | | | |
d48 | Little bird, little bird Singing in the tree | | | | | | | |
d49 | Loaf of bread so crisp and good | | | | | | | |
d50 | Lord of all things bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d51 | Marching, marching, onward we are | | | | | | | |
d52 | Mother busy all day long | | | | | | | |
d53 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d54 | My garden is a tiny place | | | | | | | |
d55 | My mother's eyes are watchful eyes | | | | | | | |
d56 | Now before thy throne we bend | | | | | | | |
d57 | Now, before we homeward go | | | | | | | |
d58 | Now it's happy autumn time | | | | | | | |
d59 | Nuts to chop, and raisins too | | | | | | | |
d60 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
d61 | O Father, our dear Father | | | | | | | |
d62 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d63 | O teachers dear, you help us so | | | | | | | |
d64 | O we, the little children | | | | | | | |
d65 | Our Father has watched o'er our birthday | | | | | | | |
d66 | Our Father, you have given me | | | | | | | |
d67 | Patter, patter, let it pour | | | | | | | |
d68 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
d69 | Sabbath bells are pealing, pealing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d71 | See the farmer sow the [his] seed | | | | | | | |
d72 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d73 | Sing a song of spring | | | | | | | |
d74 | Sleep, baby, sleep, thy Father guards the [his] | | | | | | | |
d75 | Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee | | | | | | | |
d76 | Sleep, my dear little baby | | | | | | | |
d77 | Sleep, sleep, sleep, little seed | | | | | | | |
d78 | Some of us live in the fair, cold north | | | | | | | |
d79 | Some people think vacation time | | | | | | | |
d80 | Sometimes when morning lights the sky | | | | | | | |
d81 | Splashing, dashing, restless sea | | | | | | | |
d82 | Stars were gleaming, shepherds dreaming | | | | | | | |
d83 | Sweet and low, sweet and low, wind of the western sea | | | | | | | |
d84 | Tell me the stories of Jesus, I love to hear | | | | | | | |
d85 | Thank you, God, for all I have | | | | | | | |
d86 | Thank you, heavenly father | | | | | | | |
d87 | Thanksgiving Day comes once a year | | | | | | | |
d88 | The cunning papoose in the wigwam | | | | | | | |
d89 | The little flowers came through the ground | | | | | | | |
d90 | The loving Jesus is my Friend | | | | | | | |
d91 | The pretty little crocus | | | | | | | |
d92 | The seeds and flowers are sleeping sound | | | | | | | |
d93 | The six best doctors anywhere | | | | | | | |
d94 | The sun has gone from the shining skies | | | | | | | |
d95 | The world is very beautiful | | | | | | | |
d96 | There were blossoms on the hillside | | | | | | | |
d97 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d98 | This is the way the snow comes down | | | | | | | |
d99 | Thy work, O God needs many hands | | | | | | | |
d100 | 'Tis spring time | | | | | | | |