# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A little bird sat in a cherry tree | | | | | | | |
d2 | A little boy went walking | | | | | | | |
d3 | And God said the sun would shine | | | | | | | |
d4 | At sleep or at play, God sees | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d6 | But thou, O Lord, art my defence | | | | | | | |
d7 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d8 | Early in the morning, All the birdies say | | | | | | | |
d9 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d10 | Go, little pennies, haste | | | | | | | |
d11 | God is love, O God is love | | | | | | | |
d12 | God sees the little sparrow fall | | | | | | | |
d13 | Good morning, good morning, We've come here today | | | | | | | |
d14 | Good morning to you, Good morning to you, How are you today | | | | | | | |
d15 | Hark! the herald angels sing, Jesus, the light of the world | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hear the pennies dropping, Listen while they fall | | | | | | | |
d17 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d18 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d19 | I have a friend who loves me | | | | | | | |
d20 | I have two dollies and I am glad | | | | | | | |
d21 | I know a secret, a beautiful secret | | | | | | | |
d22 | I open my Bible book and read | | | | | | | |
d23 | I want to send a whisper song | | | | | | | |
d24 | I washed my hands this morning | | | | | | | |
d25 | I will early seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d26 | I'm glad I came to Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
d27 | In God's dear book we read | | | | | | | |
d28 | In other lands across the sea | | | | | | | |
d29 | I've two little hands to work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d30 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d31 | Jesus, Friend of little [all the] children | | | | | | | |
d32 | Jesus, I will follow thee, for I hear thee calling | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus, keep my heart | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus loves the children dear, Them he blessed | | | | | | | |
d36 | Little eyes for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d37 | Little stars that twinkle | | | | | | | |
d38 | Low in a manger, dear little stranger | | | | | | | |
d39 | O be careful little eyes what you see | | | | | | | |
d40 | O blest is he who can divine | | | | | | | |
d41 | O who can make a flower | | | | | | | |
d42 | On this Sabbath morning | | | | | | | |
d43 | Our Father made the sun | | | | | | | |
d44 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
d45 | Shall we go for a walk today | | | | | | | |
d46 | Shining little candles, burning | | | | | | | |
d47 | Six days we have for work | | | | | | | |
d48 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d49 | The birdie says, I thank you | | | | | | | |
d50 | The children of India wait | | | | | | | |
d51 | The little flowers peep through the ground | | | | | | | |
d52 | The Lord is my Light, then why should I fear? | | | | | | | |
d53 | The sky holds many lovely things | | | | | | | |
d54 | The trees are gently swaying | | | | | | | |
d55 | There's a wee little nest | | | | | | | |
d56 | This world is full of pretty flowers | | | | | | | |
d57 | Tick tock, here's another day | | | | | | | |
d58 | Tiny little daisy, tell me true | | | | | | | |
d59 | Tiptoe, tiptoe, little feet | | | | | | | |
d60 | 'Tis love that makes us happy | | | | | | | |
d61 | Up, up, in the sky | | | | | | | |
d62 | We are but a band of children | | | | | | | |
d63 | We'll all rise up together | | | | | | | |
d64 | We're glad today | | | | | | | |
d65 | We're thankful for the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d66 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d67 | When I run about and play | | | | | | | |
d68 | When Jesus lived on earth long | | | | | | | |
d69 | Who are these whose songs are sounding | | | | | | | |
d70 | Who made the beautiful rainbow | | | | | | | |
d71 | Who's a bluebird | | | | | | | |