# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d102 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
d103 | Tantum ergo sacramentum | | | | | | | |
d104 | Te Joseph celebrent agmina coelitum | | | | | | | |
d105 | There are many saints above | | | | | | | |
d106 | There is no heart like Thine, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d107 | They close the door, they close the sight | | | | | | | |
d108 | Thou art my hope, dear sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d109 | To kneel at thine altar, in faith we draw near | | | | | | | |
d110 | Two hands have haunted me for days | | | | | | | |
d111 | Upon the altar, night and day | | | | | | | |
d112 | Upon the cold and snow clad earth | | | | | | | |
d113 | Veni creator spiritus | | | | | | | |
d114 | What light is streaming from the skies | | | | | | | |
d115 | What lovely infant can this be | | | | | | | |
d116 | When at thy altar, Lord, I kneel | | | | | | | |
d117 | When great Saint Patrick raised the cross | | | | | | | |
d118 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d119 | With glory lit, the midnight air [skies] | | | | | | | |
d120 | With grateful hearts we breathe today [raise to thee] | | | | | | | |
d121 | With hearts truly grateful, come | | | | | | | |
d122 | With tender love we come to thee | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]