# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A lamp brightly shines | | | | | | | |
d2 | A Sabbath well spent brings a week of content | | | | | | | |
d3 | A sweet golden head had forgotten life's way | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | Angry words, O let them never | | | | | | | |
d6 | Anywhere, everywhere, something to do | | | | | | | |
d7 | Are we faithful to our Master | | | | | | | |
d8 | As Joseph was awalking, he heard an angel sing | | | | | | | |
d9 | As on the path of life we tread | | | | | | | |
d10 | At Jesus' dear feet, O attitude sweet | | | | | | | |
d11 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d12 | Be silent, tongue, except some word | | | | | | | |
d13 | Beautiful angel on pinions of light | | | | | | | |
d14 | Best of the seven, O holy day | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blessed are the pure in heart, they that stand approved of God | | | | | | | |
d16 | Blessed are they whose eyes admiring see | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blessed be the fountain of blood | | | | | | | |
d18 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d19 | Chained by sin in sternal [cruel] bondage | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, join the festive [our festal] song | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come to Jesus, weary, troubled wanderer | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come to the Savior, make no delay | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come where the broad cedars waving | | | | | | | |
d26 | Courage, brother, do not stumble | | | | | | | |
d27 | Down life's dark vale we wander | | | | | | | |
d28 | Dropping down the troubled river | | | | | | | |
d29 | Each cooing dove and sighing bough | | | | | | | |
d30 | Father all merciful, hear and be pitiful | | | | | | | |
d31 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d32 | Firmly stand for God | | | | | | | |
d33 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d34 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d35 | From the hills of Judea, there came a sweet voice | | | | | | | |
d36 | Give us the children's souls | | | | | | | |
d37 | Glad and joyous let us be | | | | | | | |
d38 | Glad millions of children are gathering [marching] today | | | | | | | |
d39 | Go thou, in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
d40 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d41 | Guard, my child, thy tongue | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hark, the voice of Jesus calling Follow me, follow me | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hast thou sought of God a favor | | | | | | | |
d44 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d45 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hear my prayer, O [my] heavenly Father, Ere | | | | | | | |
d47 | Here brief is the sighing | | | | | | | |
d48 | Here is the place to work | | | | | | | |
d49 | Holy Father, hear my [our] cry | | | | | | | |
d50 | How could I know the way to go | | | | | | | |
d51 | How grand and how bright | | | | | | | |
d52 | I am but a little lamb | | | | | | | |
d53 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d54 | I am still without the fold | | | | | | | |
d55 | I go singing all the way | | | | | | | |
d56 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d57 | I hear my Lord inviting | | | | | | | |
d58 | I know not if the [or] dark or bright | | | | | | | |
d59 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d60 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
d61 | I want to live near Jesus | | | | | | | |
d62 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d63 | I would like a home in heaven | | | | | | | |
d64 | If you have a pleasant thought, sing it | | | | | | | |
d65 | I'm a little pilgrim, With my staff in hand | | | | | | | |
d66 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d67 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d68 | In our home above, O how bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d69 | In our perfect home above | | | | | | | |
d70 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d71 | Is it far, do you think, to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus is our Shepherd, With his goodness now | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus loves little children, he is their Friend | | | | | | | |
d75 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d76 | Jesus' voice my name is calling | | | | | | | |
d77 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
d78 | Jesus will give of the fountain | | | | | | | |
d79 | Jesus will never, never forsake thee | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lead us, O Savior dear | | | | | | | |
d81 | Lift the banner of the cross | | | | | | | |
d82 | Little child, the Savior loves thee | | | | | | | |
d83 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d84 | Love God with thy heart | | | | | | | |
d85 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d86 | Mid the pastures green of the blessed isles | | | | | | | |
d87 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d88 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d89 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d90 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d91 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d92 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d93 | Never be impatient when you should be mild | | | | | | | |
d94 | Nothing either great or small, nothing sinner | | | | | | | |
d95 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d96 | O I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea | | | | | | | |
d97 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d98 | O speak the name of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d99 | O sweet are the songs of spring | | | | | | | |
d100 | O thou who art ever the same | | | | | | | |