A. Bunyan Little

Short Name: A. Bunyan Little
Full Name: Little, A. (Aaron) Bunyan, 1873-1955
Birth Year: 1873
Death Year: 1955

Born: 1873, Cleveland, Arkansas.
Died: 1955, Waco, Texas.

Little was the son of Thomas Bunyon Little and Nancy Adeline Tolson, and husband to Willie Maud Little. His works include:

Sacred Chimes: A Book of New and Old Hymns and Tunes, with John C. F. Kyger (Waco, Texas: Kyger Music, 1900)

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Texts by A. Bunyan Little (70)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
A few more years of toil and pain (Little)A. Bunyan Little (Author)2
All the way, all the wayA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Bowed beneath a load of careA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Christ is more than all the world to meA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come across the line, my brother, come across the line todayA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come out, my brother, on the Lord's sideA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come to Jesus, bring thy sorrowsA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come to Jesus, weary wanderer, Though by sin defilesA. B. L. (Author)English3
Come to this fouintain, so rich and so sweetA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come, weary wanderer, O come and be savedA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Come, ye weary, wayworn pilgrimsA. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
Drifting away, As swift pass the yearsA. B. L. (Author)English2
Each day my faith in Christ grows strongerA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Farewell, dear mother, I'm ready to goA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Father I come to thee, bless me nowA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
For my sins my Savior diedA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
From out beyond the shoresA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Gently down life's river we glideA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Go to Jesus, weary sinner, He will dashA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Go to the mountains so dark and so coldA. B. L. (Author)English2
Hear the blessed invitation, won't you come?A. B. L. (Author)English2
He's mighty to saveA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
I am thinking today of my motherA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
I know there's a home up in heaven for meA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
I want to live for Jesus, And do His holy willA. Bunyan Little (Author)English3
If you want a friend to help youA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
I'm never alone, what a glorious thoughtA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
In my Father's house are many, many mansionsA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Is there trouble anywhere? Is your soul by sin oppressed?A. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
I've a joy akin to heavenA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
I've surrended all to JesusA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all, Unto thy throne I come todayA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Jesus, my Savior, is precious to me (Rowe)A. Bunyan Little (Author)English1
Jesus, my Savior, thou blest Rock of agesA. Bunyan Little (Author)3
Let me hide myselfA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Let us join in songs of praiseA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Let us spread the blessed gospelA. B. L. (Author)English2
Naught that I had doneA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
O praise the lord for saving graceA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
O'er the rugged path of life we goA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Precious Savior over life's valleyA. Bunyan Little (Author)English3
Savior divine, all earthly friends excellingA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Sometimes I am weary and loneA. B. L. (Author)English2
The Lord almighty is his nameA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
The Master is come (Little)A. Bunyan Little (Author)2
The Savior bids you come todayA. Bunyan Little (Author)3
The Savior is calling (Little)A. Bunyan Little (Author)2
There is a time, we know not when, A place we know not whereA. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
There is blessed sunlight beamingA. Bunyan Little (Author)5
There is joy within my soul todayA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
There is pardon in the cross of JesusA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
There is peace within my heartA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
There's a blessed home just beyond the rolling tideA. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
Though long be the pathway and weary my feetA. B. L. (Author)English3
Though the storm rage high and the clouds hang heavy overA. B. L. (Author)English2
We are little gospel messengers of lifeA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
We are pilgrims pressing onA. Bunyan Little (Author)4
What a joy it will beA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When my heart is sad and lonelyA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When my heart is sad and weary, Blessed Lord, I come to TheeA. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
When my life is bendingA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When sorrows thickly gather o'er meA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When the clouds of sorrow o'er you rollA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When the days of life are endedA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When the heart is sad and the burdens heavyA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
When the shadows gather o'er my wayA. Bunyan Little (Author)3
When you feel that you could never shed a tearA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Wherever I roam in this sin cursed worldA. Bunyan Little (Author)English2
Why should I live in these sorrows and tearsA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
Wonderful love, the love of JesusA. Bunyan Little (Author)2
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