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d1 | A little child I am indeed | | | | | | | |
d2 | Adorned with pearls and precious stones The gate | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All around is bright and fair, While we work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d6 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d7 | And now the day is ending | | | | | | | |
d8 | Angry words, O let them never | | | | | | | |
d9 | Another happy, golden year | | | | | | | |
d10 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d11 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d12 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d13 | Banish each worldy thought | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beautiful child with clustering hair | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d16 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d17 | Children, sing, gladly sing hallelujahs to our king | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come and welcome, to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come away, come away, hark the bells | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, come to Jesus, He waits to pardon [welcome] thee | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, join our dedication | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, rally round his standard | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come sinner to Jesus O hear him | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come to the fountain of mercy and live | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, with all thy sorrow, weary wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d29 | Courage, brother, do not stumble | | | | | | | |
d30 | Dare to be [do] right, dare to be true | | | | | | | |
d31 | Ever guide me, gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d32 | Fading, still fading, the last [vesper] beam is shining | | | | | | | |
d33 | Faint not, droop not, weary pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d34 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d35 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d36 | Gathered by the crystal river | | | | | | | |
d37 | Gentle Savior, bless the children | | | | | | | |
d38 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
d39 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hark, 'tis the watchman's cry | | | | | | | |
d41 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d42 | Have you heard of the land of promise | | | | | | | |
d43 | Have you spent a pleasant day | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hear, Father, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d45 | Heavenly home, heavenly home, precious name | | | | | | | |
d46 | Holy angels in their flight traverse over earth and sky | | | | | | | |
d47 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d48 | I am sitting at the portal | | | | | | | |
d49 | I am thinking of home, of my Father's house | | | | | | | |
d50 | I feel in my soul the assurance of faith | | | | | | | |
d51 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d52 | I have a home beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d53 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d54 | I love to think of the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
d55 | I will sing for Jesus, With his blood | | | | | | | |
d56 | If I come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d57 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d58 | I'm trying to climb up Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d59 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | | | |
d60 | In our Father's many mansions | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d62 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d63 | Jerusalem, forever bright | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, I turn to thee | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus said, I'll gladly suffer | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus standing by the sea | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jimmie, said his kind protector | | | | | | | |
d72 | Joybells ringing, children singing | | | | | | | |
d73 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lead them, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
d75 | Leave me with Jesus, I ask for no other | | | | | | | |
d76 | Listen to a joyous strain | | | | | | | |
d77 | Look to Jesus weary one full of anguish | | | | | | | |
d78 | Look unto me ye weary ones with wounded spirits | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, my heart is very weak | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lord, on thee my strength relies | | | | | | | |
d81 | March along, march along, singing | | | | | | | |
d82 | Marching on, marching on, glad as birds | | | | | | | |
d83 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
d84 | Mid the pastures green of the blessed isles | | | | | | | |
d85 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d86 | More like Jesus would I be | | | | | | | |
d87 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d88 | My Bible, precious treasure | | | | | | | |
d89 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d90 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d91 | My heart is fixed, eternal [immortal] God | | | | | | | |
d92 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d93 | My soul, with rapture waits for Thee | | | | | | | |
d94 | Near me, O my Savior, stand | | | | | | | |
d95 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d96 | Never be afraid to speak for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d97 | Nothing either great or small remains for me to do | | | | | | | |
d98 | Now begin the heavenly race, The Savior calls | | | | | | | |
d99 | O come and work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d100 | O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend | | | | | | | |