# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d102 | March along, march along, singing | | | | | | | |
d103 | Memories of the past come swelling | | | | | | | |
d104 | Morn amid the mountains | | | | | | | |
d105 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d106 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d107 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d108 | My God, I thank Thee for the sweet | | | | | | | |
d109 | My Savior sits on heaven's throne | | | | | | | |
d110 | My Savior stands [waiting] and knocks at the door | | | | | | | |
d111 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
d112 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d113 | My soul, there is a region | | | | | | | |
d114 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d115 | O come, all ye weary | | | | | | | |
d116 | O, come to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d117 | O gracious Savior, heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d118 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d119 | O help us Jesus to conform | | | | | | | |
d120 | O Savior of sinners, look down from above | | | | | | | |
d121 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d122 | O what is life, 'tis like a flower that blossoms and is gone | | | | | | | |
d123 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d124 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d125 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d126 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d127 | Oppression [Oppressions] shall not always reign | | | | | | | |
d128 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d129 | Our joyous songs of praise | | | | | | | |
d130 | Over woods and meadows | | | | | | | |
d131 | Pleasant are the pastures where Jesus | | | | | | | |
d132 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d133 | Pulling away joyfully | | | | | | | |
d134 | Remember the poor, for when Christ was on earth | | | | | | | |
d135 | Remember thy Creator, While youth's fair spring | | | | | | | |
d136 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d137 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d138 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d139 | Savior, happy shall I be | | | | | | | |
d140 | Seeing I am Jesus' lamb | | | | | | | |
d141 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d142 | Shepherd of eager [tender] youth | | | | | | | |
d143 | Shepherd of Isr'l we would be | | | | | | | |
d144 | Sound the high praises of Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
d145 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d146 | Speak gently, it is better far | | | | | | | |
d147 | Spirit of our risen Savior | | | | | | | |
d148 | Stand up for Jesus, well I may | | | | | | | |
d149 | Suppose a little twinkling star | | | | | | | |
d150 | Suppose the [a] little cowslip | | | | | | | |
d151 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d152 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
d153 | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
d154 | The frost is sparkling | | | | | | | |
d155 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
d156 | The Lord attends when children pray | | | | | | | |
d157 | The morning bright, with rosy light | | | | | | | |
d158 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d159 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
d160 | The Savior now is calling | | | | | | | |
d161 | There is a brighter land than this | | | | | | | |
d162 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d163 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
d164 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d165 | There is no love like the love of Jesus, Never | | | | | | | |
d166 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d167 | They rest from the conflict | | | | | | | |
d168 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
d169 | Thou must go forward, pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d170 | Through the love of God [Christ] [Jesus] our Father [Savior] | | | | | | | |
d171 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d172 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d173 | To that country bright | | | | | | | |
d174 | To thee, O blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d175 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d176 | Up and doing, little Christian | | | | | | | |
d177 | Wake little child, the morn is gay | | | | | | | |
d178 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d179 | We are sailing, sailing | | | | | | | |
d180 | We can sing in joy today | | | | | | | |
d181 | We come to sing to Christ | | | | | | | |
d182 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d183 | Welcome, returning day | | | | | | | |
d184 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d185 | We're bound for [to] yonder land | | | | | | | |
d186 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
d187 | What if the little rain drop should say | | | | | | | |
d188 | What shall we sing for Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d189 | Whatever work we have to do | | | | | | | |
d190 | When children join in singing | | | | | | | |
d191 | When I would seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d192 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
d193 | When Jesus left the throne of God | | | | | | | |
d194 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d195 | Whene'er I rise at morn | | | | | | | |
d196 | While many a child in heathen | | | | | | | |
d197 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d198 | Who are they whose little feet | | | | | | | |
d199 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
d200 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |