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d1 | Arise, arise, no more delay | | | | | | | |
d2 | Be the matter what it may | | | | | | | |
d3 | Behold how the Lord hath girt | | | | | | | |
d4 | Blessed is the people that know | | | | | | | |
d5 | Breathe Holy Spirit from above | | | | | | | |
d6 | Brother, rest from sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d7 | Christmas bells are gaily ringing o'er the land triumphantly | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, schoolmates, don't grow [be] weary | | | | | | | |
d9 | Dare to be [do] right, dare to be true | | | | | | | |
d10 | Dear Savior, ever at my side, How loving Thou must be | | | | | | | |
d11 | Down from the skies bending low | | | | | | | |
d12 | Every bird can build her nest | | | | | | | |
d13 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d14 | Far, far away in the better land | | | | | | | |
d15 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d16 | Father, to thee, the children's Friend | | | | | | | |
d17 | For God sent not his Son | | | | | | | |
d18 | Gather them in from the broad highway | | | | | | | |
d19 | Give thanks to the Lord, For he is gracious | | | | | | | |
d20 | God is love, the heavens tell it | | | | | | | |
d21 | God of our life [lives], thy various praise | | | | | | | |
d22 | Great Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
d23 | Hark, the morning bells are ringing Children, haste without delay | | | | | | | |
d24 | Hear us, Shepherd, heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d25 | Heaven awakes the gentle strain | | | | | | | |
d26 | Hosanna be our cheerful song | | | | | | | |
d27 | How small are the dewdrops | | | | | | | |
d28 | If you would find salvation | | | | | | | |
d29 | I'll awake at dawn on the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d30 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d31 | In life's early springtime | | | | | | | |
d32 | In paths of duty let me tread | | | | | | | |
d33 | In the quarries should you toil | | | | | | | |
d34 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
d35 | In thy temple, Lord, incline | | | | | | | |
d36 | Invited by a Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d37 | Jesus, how can I but love thee | | | | | | | |
d38 | Jesus is our Shepherd, On his faithful breast | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d40 | Join our glad voices | | | | | | | |
d41 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d42 | Let every heart rejoice and sing, Let choral anthems | | | | | | | |
d43 | Let us with a joyful mind | | | | | | | |
d44 | Little raindrops feed the rill | | | | | | | |
d45 | Little schoolmates can you tell | | | | | | | |
d46 | Live for something be not idle | | | | | | | |
d47 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d48 | Morn of Zion's glory | | | | | | | |
d49 | Music in the valley, music on the hill | | | | | | | |
d50 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d51 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d52 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d53 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d54 | Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending | | | | | | | |
d55 | O gladly on this Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d56 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d57 | O look not on the tempting cup | | | | | | | |
d58 | O send forth the Bible | | | | | | | |
d59 | O, what a lovely sight | | | | | | | |
d60 | O what a world this might be | | | | | | | |
d61 | O what can little hands, little hands do | | | | | | | |
d62 | On every sunny mountain | | | | | | | |
d63 | Once more with hallowed feeling | | | | | | | |
d64 | Praise to the Lord, all ye children sing praises | | | | | | | |
d65 | Ring the bells, the golden hours | | | | | | | |
d66 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d67 | Shout the tidings of salvation | | | | | | | |
d68 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d69 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d70 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d71 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
d72 | The day is fast approaching | | | | | | | |
d73 | The Lord has come, our help | | | | | | | |
d74 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
d75 | The seraphs bright are hovering | | | | | | | |
d76 | The Sunday school that blessed place | | | | | | | |
d77 | The temperance cause forever | | | | | | | |
d78 | The wild flower drinks the morning dew and greets the breezes free | | | | | | | |
d79 | There is a promise, O how sweet | | | | | | | |
d80 | There is a world above us | | | | | | | |
d81 | There'll be something in heaven for children to do | | | | | | | |
d82 | Though fondly we cherish the flag | | | | | | | |
d83 | To do to others as I would that they should do to me | | | | | | | |
d84 | To the Sabbath school we come | | | | | | | |
d85 | 'Twas God who gave this pleasant | | | | | | | |
d86 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
d87 | We are floating along | | | | | | | |
d88 | We are little flower buds | | | | | | | |
d89 | We come, we come, with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
d90 | We joyfully gather, our Father and Friend | | | | | | | |
d91 | We see them there, we see them | | | | | | | |
d92 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d93 | Welcome to our concert meeting | | | | | | | |
d94 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
d95 | What do you do at the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d96 | What though the arm of conquering death | | | | | | | |
d97 | When our toil is almost over | | | | | | | |
d98 | When the joyous day is dawning | | | | | | | |
d99 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d100 | Whene'er a duty waits for thee | | | | | | | |