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Songs for the Little Ones at Home

Publisher: American Tract Society, New York, N.Y., 1852
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d1A little bird built a warm nest in a tree
d2A little black ant found a large grain of wheat
d3A little child who loves to pray
d4A little girl was sitting
d5A little girl with a happy look
d6A nosegay, who'll buy
d7A penny I have, 't is all my own
d8A poor boy went by with his raiment all torn
d9A rose, most beautiful, had grown
d10And has my darling told a lie
d11And now the day is ending
d12Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands
d13Autumn has come, so bare and gray
d14Awake, awake, my love
d15Bad temper, go
d16Be kind to little Johnny Bell
d17Before in sleep I close my eyes
d18Before the bright sun rises over the hill
d19Cannot, Edward, did you say
d20Caty, my dear, come here, come here
d21Cherries are ripe
d22Children, choose it, don't refuse it
d23Children, do you want a friend
d24Come, arise from thy sleep
d25Come, brother, go to church with me
d26Come, come, mister peacock, you must no be proud
d27Come, come, my darling, I must see
d28Come, here I've got a piece of rag
d29Come, here to mamma, and I'll tell you
d30Come hither, good trusty
d31Come in little stranger
d32Come, let us all together sing
d33Come, my darling, come away
d34Come, my little darling girls
d35Come, supper is ready
d36Coo, coo, pretty pigeon, all day
d37Dear John, the sun is setting now
d38Dear little babe, she has gone to rest
d39Dear Mary, come to me
d40Dear Mary, said the poor blind boy
d41Dear mother, said a ltitle fish
d42Ding a ling, ding, ding
d43Don't kill the birds, the little birds
d44Down, down the hill how swift I go
d45Down upon my pillow warm
d46Ere on my bed my limbs I lay
d47Far, far away in India
d48Father, an orphan's prayer receive
d49Father and mother, 'tis time to arise
d50First, William the Norman
d51From morning till night, it was Lucy's delight
d52Gentle Jesus [Jesu], meek and mild, Look upon
d53Glad to see you, little bird
d54God instructs to all talents few or many
d55God is in Heaven, [and] can he hear
d56God is so good that he will hear
d57God made the sky that looks so blue
d58Good boys and girls should never say
d59Good morning, bonnie Annie
d60Good night, little star
d61Good night, my dear mother
d62Gracious Lord, we look to thee
d63Happy, happy child am I
d64Haste, put your playthings all away
d65He smiles in heaven, he frowns in hell
d66Here's a lesson all we should heed
d67Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine
d68Hop, hop, hop, nimble as a top
d69Hosannas were by children sung
d70How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour
d71How I love my tender mother
d72How lovely are the flowers
d73How pleasant is Saturday night
d74How proud we are [are we], how fond to show
d75How still the baby's lying
d76How sweet is the day, When leaving our play
d77How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest
d78Hurrah, for a splash
d79Hush, my dear babe [child], lie still and slumber
d80Hushaby, hushaby, baby do not weep
d81I am young, but I must die
d82I asked a sweet robin one morning in May
d83I don't know my letters
d84I had a little friend
d85I hate to see a little girl
d86I have a home and kind friends
d87I hear a pretty bird, but hark
d88I knew a widow, very poor
d89I love the cheerful summer time
d90I love to do as I am bid
d91I love to do right, and I love the truth
d92I love to see a little girl
d93I met a little cottage girl
d94I must not speak a naughty word
d95I saw a little lamb today
d96I saw an old cottage of clay
d97I see the ships upon the sea
d98I thank the Lord, who lives on high
d99I thank thee, Lord, for quiet rest
d100I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old

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