# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | How cold and feeble is our love | | | | | | | |
102 | Lord Jesus, teach a child to pray | | | | | | | |
103 | Almighty Father, heavenly King! | | | | | | | |
104 | O, may my heart, by grace renewed | | | | | | | |
105 | Blest work! the youthful mind to win | | | | | | | |
106 | Now gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
107 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
108 | Thou boundless source of every good | | | | | | | |
109 | O when we give the parting hand | | | | | | | |
110 | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
111 | O Lord, if in the book of life | | | | | | | |
112 | I, like the little busy bee | | | | | | | |
113 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
114 | O Thou who didst uphold my way | | | | | | | |
115 | When, all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
116 | This book is all that's left me now! | | | | | | | |
117 | The lillies of the field, That quickly fade away | | | | | | | |
118 | God, who is just and kind | | | | | | | |
119 | See Israel's Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
120 | Behold th' amazing sight | | | | | | | |
121 | Lord, teach me so to live | | | | | | | |
122 | How sweet the infant song | | | | | | | |
123 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
124 | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
125 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
126 | Sweet is the work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
127 | Through God our Father's care | | | | | | | |
128 | Within our minds the seed | | | | | | | |
129 | For us, God's blessed Son | | | | | | | |
130 | There is a world above | | | | | | | |
131 | Lord, teach us how to pray | | | | | | | |
132 | How pleasant is the dawn | | | | | | | |
133 | Lord, let thy kingdom come | | | | | | | |
134 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
135 | Once more, before we part | | | | | | | |
136 | Lord, fix our wand'ring thoughts | | | | | | | |
137 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
138 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
139 | How sweet to bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
140 | Come to the place of praise | | | | | | | |
141 | Behold the throne of grace! | | | | | | | |
142 | The freshly blooming flowers | | | | | | | |
143 | Lord! I would come to thee | | | | | | | |
144 | All yesterday is gone | | | | | | | |
145 | Is this the kind return? | | | | | | | |
146 | And can'st thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
147 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
148 | Blest comforter divine | | | | | | | |
149 | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
150 | Another day is past, The hours forever fled | | | | | | | |
151 | O God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
152 | Not with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
153 | Faith is a precious grace | | | | | | | |
154 | How tender is thy hand | | | | | | | |
155 | The man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinner's ways | | | | | | | |
156 | O God, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
157 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
158 | Blest are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
159 | When before thy throne we kneel | | | | | | | |
160 | Son of God, thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
161 | Let the Sabbath day be blest | | | | | | | |
162 | Jesus, see a little child | | | | | | | |
163 | Saviour! didst thou die for me | | | | | | | |
164 | Mourn ye not, whose child hath found | | | | | | | |
165 | Gracious God! to thee I pray | | | | | | | |
166 | Lord, before thy presence come | | | | | | | |
167 | Suppliant, lo! thy children bend | | | | | | | |
168 | Who, O Lord, when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
169 | Soft and holy is the place | | | | | | | |
170 | Lord, before thy throne we stand | | | | | | | |
171 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
172 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
173 | In a silent curtain'd room | | | | | | | |
174 | Jesus, when a little child | | | | | | | |
175 | See the glowing sunlight now | | | | | | | |
176 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
177 | Lord, what offerings shall we bring | | | | | | | |
178 | Young and happy while thou art | | | | | | | |
179 | Thank to thee, before we part | | | | | | | |
180 | In the stars that shine so bright | | | | | | | |
181 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
182 | Children, can you tell us why | | | | | | | |
183 | Let us sing, with one accord | | | | | | | |
184 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
185 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
186 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
187 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
188 | May the grace of Christ, our Saviour | | | | | | | |
189 | Humbly we gather, Lord, in thy temple | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour | | | | | | | |
191 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
192 | One sweet flower has drooped and faded | | | | | | | |
193 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
194 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
195 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
196 | Holy Saviour! thou has told us | | | | | | | |
197 | When the morning bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
198 | Here we meet with joy together | | | | | | | |
199 | Praise the Lord; ye heavens, adore him | | | | | | | |
200 | Praise to thee, thou great Creator | | | | | | | |