The Primary Song book

Editor: General Board of Primary Associations
Publisher: Zion's Printing and Pub. Co., Independence, Mo., 1924
Denomination: Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints
Language: English
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d1A lily in a desert land drank in the dewy air
d2A stranger star o'er Bethlehem
d3As a little child relies
d4Away in a [the] manger, no crib
d5Baby bye, here's a fly
d6Be free from fear
d7Be happy sings the little bird
d8Blessings on all Zion's children
d9Called to serve him, heavenly King of glory
d10Can a little child like me
d11Children of the Saints of God
d12Children's Day, Children's Day, hail with joy
d13Come, come, come, hast away
d14Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear
d15Come, join with me to sing and praise
d16Crown of the lovely Junetide gleaming
d17Dare to be [do] right, dare to be true
d18Days of summer glory, days I love to see
d19Down in a garden olden
d20Fairer than the flowers
d21Far above earth's tumult
d22Father and first of friends
d23Father up the sunbeams
d24Favored little ones were [are] they
d25Give me the joy of living
d26Give, said the little stream
d27God made the little bird to sing
d28Good night, good night, and peace be with you
d29Hail, Columbia, happy land
d30Hark, on the highway of life a sound As crested waves of ocean roar
d31Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King
d32Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions
d33High in heaven above us
d34Home, home, I'm not forgetting thee
d35Hosts of children, every morning
d36How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour
d37How I love you little maid
d38I have two little hands folded snugly and tight
d39I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell
d40I thank thee, dear Father in heaven above
d41I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old
d42I will seek to be a blessing
d43I'll strive while young to tune my voice
d44I'm not too young for God to see
d45In our lovely Deseret
d46In pleasant sheltered places
d47In robes of light, than day more bright
d48In the chambers of the mountains
d49Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light
d50Jesus blest the little children, When he was on earth below
d51Jesus once was a little child
d52Jesus thou art sweet and mild
d53Jesus, unto thee I pray
d54Jolly old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear
d55Land of the mountains high
d56Leaves are falling, falling, falling
d57Let little hands bring blossoms sweet
d58Let's be kind to one another
d59List, to the bluebird
d60Little drops of water, little grains of sand
d61Little knees should lowly bend
d62Little people do you know
d63Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our
d64Lord, we thank thee for this day
d65Loving mother, kind and true
d66Loving Shepherd of thy sheep
d67Mine eyes have seen the glory
d68Mountains and vales in your verdure clad
d69My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty
d70My Father, for another night of quiet sleep and rest
d71My light is but a little one
d72My own dear loving father
d73Now the golden sunrays gleaming
d74O Columbia, the gem of the ocean
d75O hush thee my baby
d76O I am the little New Year
d77O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy
d78O my Father, thou that dwellest In the high and glorious
d79O say can you see by the dawn's early light
d80O walk with God, and thou shalt find
d81O ye mountains high, where the clear blue sky
d82O'er the wavelets gently rowing
d83Once a little baby lay Cradled on the fragrant hay
d84Once more we welcome with a song
d85Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name
d86Our loving Savior dear
d87Our work is with the children
d88Out among the daffodils
d89Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d90Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top
d91Roll your hands, roll your hands
d92Sing with joy, for the world still awaits to hear
d93Sleep, baby, sleep, thy mother [father] watch
d94Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee
d95Softly the breeze is singing
d96Spied a child, a rose one day
d97Spring is tripping o'er the meadows
d98Suppose the [a] little cowslip
d99Sweet and low, sweet and low, wind of the western sea
d100Sweet in tune with my heart's beating

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