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Sunday School Hymns

Editor: Diocese of Michigan
Publisher: General Protestant Episcopal Sunday School Union and Church Book Society, New York, N.Y., 1867
Denomination: (Protestant) Episcopal Church
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d101Now, from labor and from care
d102O come, let us raise our tribute of song
d103O how could I forget him
d104O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded]
d105O shine, my Redeemer, my light
d106O spirit of love, who dwellest on high
d107O tell us, ye that from your home
d108O thou that hearest prayer
d109O'er the realms of pagan darkness
d110On Jordan [Jordan's] banks the Baptist's [Herald's] cry [voice]
d111On what has now been sown
d112Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed
d113Our Christmas tree is decked once more
d114Our Father, ere we part
d115Our Father, throned above, thy watchful care
d116Purer yet and purer I would be in mind
d117Quiet Lord my froward heart
d118Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
d119Sadly in the gathering gloom
d120Safely through another week
d121Savior, like a shepherd lead us
d122Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding
d123Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow
d124Saw you never in the twilight When the sun
d125See, he comes, whom every nation
d126See, the morning star is dwelling
d127See the shining dewdrops
d128Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing
d129Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright
d130Sing we merry Christmas
d131Smile, O sky, God's praises
d132Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor
d133Spirit of mercy, truth, and love
d134Strive, for the way is strait [straight] In which the Savior trod
d135Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d136Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go
d137The blind man, in his darkness
d138The church has waited long
d139The daylight fades, the evening shades
d140The lambs of Jesus, who are they but children
d141The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I
d142The morning bright, with rosy light
d143The morning stars were singing with joy
d144The Savior of this sinful world
d145The Savior stood on [in] Olivet
d146The spacious firmament on high
d147The stone is rolled away
d148The strain upraise of joy and praise Alleluia
d149The winter is over and gone at last
d150The world itself keeps Easter day
d151Thou art gone up on high To mansions [realms]
d152Thou Guardian of our youthful days
d153Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard
d154Thou whose path a star of glory
d155Till our Lord again shall come
d156Transient as the hues of morning
d157Trustingly as children gather round
d158Up above the bright blue sky
d159Up in heaven, up in heaven, in the bright place far away
d160We bring no glittering treasures, no gems
d161We come, we come, with loud acclaim
d162We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring
d163We three kings of [from] Orient are
d164We were washed in holy water
d165What have I gained by sin
d166What shall I do for that kind friend
d167When Christ came down on earth of old
d168When, his salvation bringing [sending]
d169When I survey the wondrous cross
d170When little Samuel woke
d171When of old the Jewish mothers
d172When our heads are bowed with woe
d173When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever
d174When sickness, pain, and death
d175When the gorgeous day begins
d176While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night
d177While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d178Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array
d179Who hath a right like us to sing
d180With joy the angels sang
d181Wonderful night [wonderful night]! Angels and shining immortals
d182Words are things of little cost, quickly spoken, quickly lost
d183Years ago, this Christmas morn

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