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5 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
6 | We've only a little while to stay | | | | | | | |
8 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
9 | Stand up for Jesus! let not pride | | | | | | | |
10 | Rejoice, all ye believers | | | | | | | |
12 | Take thy staff, O Pilgrim | | | | | | | |
14 | We're wand'ring thro' a wilderness | | | | | | | |
16 | Children, do you want a friend? | | | | | | | |
17 | If I come to Jesus! He will make me glad | | | | | | | |
18 | Just across the river | | | | | | | |
20 | There's a beautiful home for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
21 | Who are they whose little feet | | | | | | | |
22 | Come up hither; come away | | | | | | | |
23 | How bravely sails the gallant ship | | | | | | | |
24a | Great Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
24b | Oh be joyful all ye lands! | | | | | | | |
26 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
28 | Heavenly home! Heavenly home! blessed place to me! | | | | | | | |
30 | Although I am a sinful child | | | | | | | |
31 | Jesus is our Shepherd, Wiping ev'ry tear | | | | | | | |
32 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
34 | We love to go to Sabbath school, Charlie and I | | | | | | | |
36 | In yonder radiant world above | | | | | | | |
37 | Keep working, 'tis wiser than sitting aside | | | | | | | |
39 | Jesus is our Pilot | | | | | | | |
40 | Come, pilgrims, let us onward | | | | | | | |
42 | Mourn for the thousands slain | | | | | | | |
43 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
44 | Come, children, come to God | | | | | | | |
45 | We come with hearts of gladness | | | | | | | |
46 | Swell, swell the song, as we're gliding along | | | | | | | |
48 | Jesus, still lead on | | | | | | | |
49 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
50a | I come to thee! I come to thee! | | | | | | | |
50b | Have you heard the waters singing, Little May? | | | | | | | |
51 | Hear ye not a voice from Heaven | | | | | | | |
52 | It is not earthly pleasure That withers in a day | | | | | | | |
53 | Higher yet and higher | | | | | | | |
54 | No time to waste in slumber | | | | | | | |
55 | What can a little child like me | | | | | | | |
56 | Oh, we love to raise our sweet songs of praise | | | | | | | |
57 | Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me | | | | | | | |
58 | O, what can make this glorious land | | | | | | | |
59 | Shout the tidings of salvation | | | | | | | |
60 | O how my spirit longs for thee | | | | | | | |
61 | I want to do right; I want to be good | | | | | | | |
62 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
63 | Work, with God upon thy side! | | | | | | | |
64 | O little child! lie still and sleep | | | | | | | |
66 | Hosanna! hosanna! hosanna! be the children's song | | | | | | | |
68 | We lift our tuneful voices now | | | | | | | |
69 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
70 | I have read of a world of beauty | | | | | | | |
71 | There's nothing sweeter than the thought | | | | | | | |
72 | Jesus, Saviour, blissful name | | | | | | | |
73 | Saviour, may a little child | | | | | | | |
74 | Whoe'er would win the battle | | | | | | | |
76 | We're marching to the promis'd land | | | | | | | |
77 | God is Love! ye nations hear Him | | | | | | | |
78 | Children, do you love each other | | | | | | | |
79 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
80 | O happy days! happy days! | | | | | | | |
81 | Youthful pilgrims, happy band | | | | | | | |
82 | Saviour, Lord, we bow before Thee | | | | | | | |
83 | Across the desert's burning sand | | | | | | | |
84 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
85 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
86 | How can we sing the praise of Jesus? | | | | | | | |
87 | Come Clarie, bring your Bible here | | | | | | | |
88 | I'm kneeling at the threshold | | | | | | | |
90 | We come! we come! with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
92 | I love to think of Heaven | | | | | | | |
94 | Brother, take thy cross and bear it | | | | | | | |
95 | Of Jesus and his cross I sing | | | | | | | |
96 | Ladies and gentlemen, Listen to my song | | | | | | | |
97 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
98 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
99 | Great God, at Thy command | | | | | | | |
100 | March on! brave youth, the field of strife | | | | | | | |
101 | Jesus, Saviour, pity me | | | | | | | |
102 | In the freshness of youth | | | | | | | |
103 | Heaven is the land where trouble cease | | | | | | | |
104 | Be firm and be faithful | | | | | | | |
105 | Journeying onward, ev'ry day | | | | | | | |
106 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
107 | Trav'ling to the better land | | | | | | | |
108 | We are travelers here below | | | | | | | |
109 | The sun may warm the grass to life | | | | | | | |
110 | A little girl with a happy look | | | | | | | |
112 | Music of the bough that waves | | | | | | | |
114 | Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! | | | | | | | |
117 | Heav'nly Father, as we gather | | | | | | | |
118 | There's a sound of the summer coming from far | | | | | | | |
122 | As light that gleams from billows dire | | | | | | | |
124 | Hark! the air is full of voices | | | | | | | |
126 | Rest! 'tis the hour of noon! | | | | | | | |