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d1 | All beautiful the march of days | | | | | | | |
d2 | All glory, laud, and honor to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All souls, O Lord, are thine | | | | | | | |
d5 | All the happy children gladly join our song | | | | | | | |
d6 | Another year is dawning | | | | | | | |
d7 | Be gentle to the humblest thing | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blessed Father, we pray | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blow, golden trumpets, sweet and clear | | | | | | | |
d10 | Breathe on me breath of God | | | | | | | |
d11 | Christ is risen, let us | | | | | | | |
d12 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come, children, lift your voices | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, follow me, the Master | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, let us join with faithful souls Our song of faith to sing | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, let us work in God's | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come one, come all, and hear | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d19 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dear Lord and Father [Master] of mankind [us all], Forgive our foolish ways | | | | | | | |
d21 | Draw thou my soul, O Christ | | | | | | | |
d22 | Earth below is teeming | | | | | | | |
d23 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Faith of our mothers, living yet [still] | | | | | | | |
d25 | Father, again to thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
d26 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
d27 | For peace and for plenty | | | | | | | |
d28 | From the eastern mountains | | | | | | | |
d29 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d30 | God hath sent his angels to the earth again | | | | | | | |
d31 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d32 | God of our boyhood, whom we yield | | | | | | | |
d33 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d34 | God save America, New world of glory | | | | | | | |
d35 | God, the loving Father | | | | | | | |
d36 | God's trumpet wakes the slumbering world | | | | | | | |
d37 | Gone the buds of springtime | | | | | | | |
d38 | Grander than [the] ocean's story | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hail the hero workers of the mighty past | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d41 | Hail to the glowing summer | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d43 | Happy birds that sing and fly | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d45 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hear us, heavenly Father, thou whose gentle care | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hear us, our Father, we know thou wilt hear us | | | | | | | |
d48 | Help us to help each other, Lord | | | | | | | |
d49 | He's risen, Christ is risen | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hosanna, loud hosanna, The little [joyful] children sang | | | | | | | |
d51 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d52 | I asked the little joyous bird | | | | | | | |
d53 | I love thy church, O God | | | | | | | |
d54 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
d55 | If I were a sunbeam, I know what I would do I | | | | | | | |
d56 | In happiness winging | | | | | | | |
d57 | In the little village of Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
d58 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d59 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d61 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d62 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d63 | Joy, joy, a year is born | | | | | | | |
d64 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d65 | Just as I am, thine own to be | | | | | | | |
d66 | Let us, brothers, let us | | | | | | | |
d67 | Light of the world, we hail thee | | | | | | | |
d68 | Lilies white o'er the font | | | | | | | |
d69 | Little brother, little sister | | | | | | | |
d70 | Little voices through the temple | | | | | | | |
d71 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d72 | Master, no offering, costly and sweet | | | | | | | |
d73 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d74 | Motherhood, sublime, eternal | | | | | | | |
d75 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d76 | Now in the days of youth | | | | | | | |
d77 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d78 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
d79 | O blessed Son of God [man] | | | | | | | |
d80 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d81 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d82 | O Lord, our God, thy mighty hand Hath made our country free | | | | | | | |
d83 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d84 | O Master, let me walk with thee [you] | | | | | | | |
d85 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
d86 | O what a world this might be | | | | | | | |
d87 | O'er all the way green palms and blossoms gay | | | | | | | |
d88 | On our way rejoicing, As we homeward move | | | | | | | |
d89 | One thought I have, my ample creed | | | | | | | |
d90 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d91 | Peace to this dwelling | | | | | | | |
d92 | Ring, happy bells of Easter time | | | | | | | |
d93 | Ring out, O bells, ring | | | | | | | |
d94 | Ring out, ye bells, your music tells | | | | | | | |
d95 | Rise up, O men [man] [youth] of God | | | | | | | |
d96 | Savior, I follow on, guided by Thee | | | | | | | |
d97 | Scatter kind words all around you | | | | | | | |
d98 | Silent night, peaceful night, all things sleep | | | | | | | |
d99 | Sing, for the world rejoiceth [rejoices] | | | | | | | |
d100 | Sing with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |