# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A minute, how soon it has flown | | | | | | | |
d2 | A mourning class, a vacant seat | | | | | | | |
d3 | Almighty Father, heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty God, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almighty God, thy gracious power | | | | | | | |
d6 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
d7 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
d8 | And now another day is gone, I'll sing | | | | | | | |
d9 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
d10 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
d11 | Another day its course has [hath] run | | | | | | | |
d12 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
d13 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d14 | As once the Savior rose on high | | | | | | | |
d15 | Attune the heart to mournful strains | | | | | | | |
d16 | Before I close my eyes in sleep | | | | | | | |
d17 | Before I close my eyes tonight | | | | | | | |
d18 | Behold that arch of varied hue | | | | | | | |
d19 | Behold the amazing sight, The Savior lifted high | | | | | | | |
d20 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
d21 | Behold the western evening light | | | | | | | |
d22 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
d23 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d24 | Child of the earth, O lift thy glance | | | | | | | |
d25 | Christians and brethren [Christians, brethren], ere we part | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, children, hail the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d30 | Death has been here, and borne away A sister [brother] [scholar] from our side | | | | | | | |
d31 | Every sheaf of golden grain | | | | | | | |
d32 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d33 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell | | | | | | | |
d35 | Father, once more let grateful praise | | | | | | | |
d36 | Fear was within the tossing bark | | | | | | | |
d37 | Feeble, helpless, how shall I | | | | | | | |
d38 | For us, God's blessed [only] Son | | | | | | | |
d39 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d40 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d41 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d42 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d43 | God is so good that he will hear | | | | | | | |
d44 | God might have made [bade] the earth bring forth | | | | | | | |
d45 | God of mercy, God of love [grace], Hear | | | | | | | |
d46 | God of my life, through all its [my] days | | | | | | | |
d47 | God, thou art good, each perfumed flower | | | | | | | |
d48 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
d49 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d50 | Great God, what do I [we] see and hear | | | | | | | |
d51 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d52 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d53 | Happy the child, whose youngest [early] [tender] years | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d55 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d56 | Hark, 'tis the breeze of twilight calling | | | | | | | |
d57 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d58 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d59 | High in the heavens God dwells alone | | | | | | | |
d60 | How beautiful the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d61 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d62 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
d63 | How long, sometimes, a day appears [the days appear] | | | | | | | |
d64 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d65 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d66 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d67 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d68 | I know that earth is not the home | | | | | | | |
d69 | I love awhile to steal away | | | | | | | |
d70 | I love thy Zion, Lord | | | | | | | |
d71 | I must not sin as many do, lest I lie down in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d72 | I saw the glorious sun arise | | | | | | | |
d73 | I sin, whenever I pursue | | | | | | | |
d74 | I sing the mighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d75 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d76 | If death my [our] friend [friends] and me [us] divide | | | | | | | |
d77 | If Jesus Christ was sent To save us from our sin | | | | | | | |
d78 | In a modest humble mind | | | | | | | |
d79 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d80 | In Isr'l's fane by silent night | | | | | | | |
d81 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
d82 | Is there a time when moments flow | | | | | | | |
d83 | It was my heavenly Father's love | | | | | | | |
d84 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d85 | Jesus and can it ever be | | | | | | | |
d86 | Jesus, I love thy glorious [precious] [sacred] [saving] name | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jesus, Lord of life and glory, Bend from heaven | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus, when a little child | | | | | | | |
d91 | Let children never fear to leave this world | | | | | | | |
d92 | Let little children come to me | | | | | | | |
d93 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Hope and comfort from above | | | | | | | |
d94 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d95 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
d96 | Love and kindness we may measure | | | | | | | |
d97 | Maker of the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d98 | Many voices seem to say | | | | | | | |
d99 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d100 | My father, my mother, I know | | | | | | | |