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d1 | A little longer here below | | | | | | | |
d2 | A year again has passed away | | | | | | | |
d3 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d4 | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | | | |
d5 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come to the Sabbath School, All children | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come where Bible truths are spoken | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, ye children, and adore him, Lord of all, he reigns above | | | | | | | |
d9 | Days and weeks, and months, returning | | | | | | | |
d10 | Dear Father, e're we part, Now [O] let thy grace | | | | | | | |
d11 | Do good, do good, there's ever a way | | | | | | | |
d12 | Do good, do good, we are never too young | | | | | | | |
d13 | From the recesses of a lowly spirit | | | | | | | |
d14 | Hark, the angels singing, Wake the happy morn | | | | | | | |
d15 | Hark, the Sabbath bells are ringing Children, haste without delay | | | | | | | |
d16 | Here we throng to praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d17 | Holy Bible, well I love thee | | | | | | | |
d18 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d19 | I know thou art gone to the home of thy rest | | | | | | | |
d20 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d21 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
d22 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d23 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d24 | In the quarries should you toil | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesus, Lord, to thee I pray | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d27 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d28 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d29 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d30 | Let us all, both old and young | | | | | | | |
d31 | Let us be joyful and smiling as May | | | | | | | |
d32 | Let us with a joyful mind | | | | | | | |
d33 | Like mist on the mountain | | | | | | | |
d34 | Little children, love the Savior | | | | | | | |
d35 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d37 | O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend | | | | | | | |
d38 | O we are happy now, dear mother | | | | | | | |
d39 | O we love to come to our Sabbath home | | | | | | | |
d40 | On a hill stands a beautiful tree | | | | | | | |
d41 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d42 | Pleasant is the Sabbath bell | | | | | | | |
d43 | Sabbath schools must have their concerts | | | | | | | |
d44 | Save all my children, Lord | | | | | | | |
d45 | Sing to the Lord the children's hymn | | | | | | | |
d46 | Stand up for Jesus, All who lead his host | | | | | | | |
d47 | The Sabbath school's a place for prayer | | | | | | | |
d48 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d49 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d50 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
d51 | Though they may lay beneath the ground | | | | | | | |
d52 | 'Tis religion that can give in the light | | | | | | | |
d53 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d54 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d55 | Very little things are we | | | | | | | |
d56 | We all love one another | | | | | | | |
d57 | We go the way that leads to God | | | | | | | |
d58 | We love to sing together | | | | | | | |
d59 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d60 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
d61 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
d62 | We're marching to the promised land | | | | | | | |
d63 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d64 | When o'er earth is breaking | | | | | | | |
d65 | When the morning light drives away the night | | | | | | | |
d66 | Where do children love to go | | | | | | | |
d67 | Where, O where are the Hebrew children | | | | | | | |
d68 | Where'er we meet, you always say | | | | | | | |
d69 | Who shall sing if not the children | | | | | | | |
d70 | Will you come to our Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d71 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d72 | Would you be as angels are | | | | | | | |