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101 | Little children, Jesus calls you! | | | | | | | |
102 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious! | | | | | | | |
103 | Lord of the worlds above | | | | | | | |
104 | Like mist on the mountain, like ships on the sea | | | | | | | |
105 | Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
106 | Lord, a little band and lowly | | | | | | | |
107 | Lo! He comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
108 | Little travellers Zionward | | | | | | | |
109 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing | | | | | | | |
110 | Lord, I hear of showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
111 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
112 | Make haste, O man, to live | | | | | | | |
113 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
114 | My God! my Father! while I stray | | | | | | | |
115 | My Saviour dear! my Saviour dear! | | | | | | | |
116 | My faith looks up to Thee | | | | | | | |
117 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
118 | Mighty God, while angels bless Thee | | | | | | | |
119 | My home is in heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
120 | Never be afraid to speak for Jesus | | | | | | | |
121 | Nothing but leaves; the Spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
122 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
123 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
124 | O that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
125 | Once was heard the song of children | | | | | | | |
126 | Oh, come let us sing To the God of salvation | | | | | | | |
127 | Oh, for a closer walk with God! | | | | | | | |
128 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
129 | Oh worship the King, All glorious above | | | | | | | |
130 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
131 | Our home is on high | | | | | | | |
132 | One is kind above all others | | | | | | | |
133 | Oh, what has Jesus done for me? | | | | | | | |
134 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
135 | O come, let us sing unto the lord | | | | | | | |
136 | Oh, let our Sabbath evening song | | | | | | | |
137 | O ye who feel each other's woes! | | | | | | | |
138 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
139 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
140 | O do not be discouraged | | | | | | | |
141 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
142 | Pilgrim in this vale below | | | | | | | |
143 | Pass away, earthly joy | | | | | | | |
144 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore Him | | | | | | | |
145 | Preserved by Thine Almighty power | | | | | | | |
146 | Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator! | | | | | | | |
147 | Round the throne in glory | | | | | | | |
148 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
149 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
150 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
151 | Rock of Ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
152 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
153 | Soldiers of Christ! arise | | | | | | | |
154 | See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
155 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
156 | Spirit Divine! attend our prayer | | | | | | | |
157 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
158 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
159 | Son of my soul, thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
160 | See you not the countless number | | | | | | | |
161 | Saviour, sin and want confessing | | | | | | | |
162 | Thanks for mercies past receive | | | | | | | |
163 | There's a beautiful home for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
164 | The Sabbath school's a place for prayer | | | | | | | |
165 | There is a name I love to hear | | | | | | | |
166 | To Thy temple we repair | | | | | | | |
167 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
168 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
169 | Ten thousand times ten thousand | | | | | | | |
170 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
171 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
172 | There is an Eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
173 | Tho' often here we're weary | | | | | | | |
174 | The Sunday-school army has gather'd once more | | | | | | | |
175 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
176 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
177 | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | | | |
178 | There is a better world, they say | | | | | | | |
179 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
180 | They are waiting for the coming | | | | | | | |
181 | The children are gath'ring from near and from far | | | | | | | |
182 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
183 | To Thee, oh, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
184 | The Lord is my Shepherd, how happy am I | | | | | | | |
185 | Tho' the days are dark with trouble | | | | | | | |
186 | With Thy counsel Thou shalt guide me | | | | | | | |
187 | When we've crossed the Jasper sea | | | | | | | |
188 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
189 | What souls are those that venture near | | | | | | | |
190 | We'll journey together to Zion | | | | | | | |
191 | Whither, pilgrims, are you going | | | | | | | |
192 | We meet again in gladness | | | | | | | |
193 | We'll praise His name, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
194 | Who are these like stars appearing | | | | | | | |
195 | We know there's a bright and glorious home | | | | | | | |
196 | We won't give up the Bible | | | | | | | |
197 | Why thus so sadly weeping | | | | | | | |
198 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
199 | We shall meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
200 | We shall sleep, but not forever | | | | | | | |