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401 | Tell us, dear teachers, we would know | | | | | | | |
402 | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
403 | What is the thing of greatest price | | | | | | | |
404 | Young though I am, I have a soul | | | | | | | |
405 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
406 | What joyful tidings do I hear? | | | | | | | |
407 | Ye youthful band, approach your God | | | | | | | |
408 | The God of heav'n is pleas'd to see | | | | | | | |
409 | Could I so ungrateful be | | | | | | | |
410 | Let children that would fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
411 | Love and kindness we may measure | | | | | | | |
412 | Father! when round thy holy shrine | | | | | | | |
413 | To thee, the little children's Friend | | | | | | | |
414 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
415 | We come in childhood's gladness | | | | | | | |
416 | When for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
417 | Lord, thou hast heard my humble voice | | | | | | | |
418 | Humbly walk, and God will love thee | | | | | | | |
419 | In a modest, humble mind | | | | | | | |
420 | How proud we are, how fond to show | | | | | | | |
421 | God is a God of truth | | | | | | | |
422 | Lord! if e'er I dare to speak | | | | | | | |
423 | Those children who a promise give | | | | | | | |
424 | O 'tis a lovely thing for youth | | | | | | | |
425 | Many voices seem to say | | | | | | | |
426 | I am the creature of the Lord | | | | | | | |
427 | What is an idol?--every heart | | | | | | | |
428 | Lo! the bright, the rosy morning | | | | | | | |
429 | Heavenly Father! look on me | | | | | | | |
430 | How kind, in all his works and ways | | | | | | | |
431 | See Jesus rising from the grave | | | | | | | |
432 | The sun that lights the world shall fade | | | | | | | |
433 | The Lord my Maker I adore | | | | | | | |
434 | Why should I join with those in play | | | | | | | |
435 | Angels that high in glory dwell | | | | | | | |
436 | Whither, but to thee, O Lord | | | | | | | |
437 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
438 | O thou whose mercy guides my way | | | | | | | |
439 | Must all the charms of nature then | | | | | | | |
440 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
441 | Am I poor? do men despise me? | | | | | | | |
442 | In God's own house for me to play | | | | | | | |
443 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
444 | To thy temple I repair! | | | | | | | |
445 | While wicked boys and girls we meet | | | | | | | |
446 | O for a heart to feel | | | | | | | |
447 | The heathen perish,--day by day | | | | | | | |
448 | Hark!--what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |
449 | We meet for evening prayer! | | | | | | | |
450 | See that heathen mother stand | | | | | | | |
451 | Thy kingdom come! thus, day by day | | | | | | | |
452 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
453 | When will the day, th'expected day | | | | | | | |
454 | Baptized into our Saviour's death | | | | | | | |
455 | Ere Christ ascended to his throne | | | | | | | |
456 | Saviour! we seek the watery tomb | | | | | | | |
457 | To Jordan's stream the Saviour goes | | | | | | | |
458 | All glory be to him who came | | | | | | | |
459 | Your souls and bodies too | | | | | | | |
460 | From the still flood, where Faith indeed | | | | | | | |
461 | 'Tis done, the great transaction's done | | | | | | | |
462 | 'Tis the great Father we adore | | | | | | | |
463 | The Jordan prophet cries to-day | | | | | | | |
464 | From the world's enchantments turning | | | | | | | |
465 | Not with a pained reluctant heart | | | | | | | |
466 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
467 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
468 | Come, children, come, his voice obey | | | | | | | |
469 | Kindest Saviour, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
470 | Attend, ye children of your God | | | | | | | |
471 | Lord, in humble, sweet submission | | | | | | | |
472 | Repent, and be baptiz'd | | | | | | | |
473 | All you that in the flood | | | | | | | |
474 | Great God, we in thy courts appear | | | | | | | |
475 | As teachers of the rising race | | | | | | | |
476 | Teach us, O Lord, we earnest pray | | | | | | | |
477 | Lord of ev'ry bright perfection | | | | | | | |
478 | What is it makes me early rise | | | | | | | |
479 | Be ours the happy work to guide | | | | | | | |
480 | Christ was teaching all the day | | | | | | | |
481 | Attracted by love's sacred force | | | | | | | |
482 | Descend, O God of love | | | | | | | |
483 | Grant us wisdom, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
484 | Lord, assist us by thy grace | | | | | | | |
485 | Great God, with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
486 | Thou God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
487 | Father! with one accord we stand | | | | | | | |
488 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
489 | When the infant spirit, flying | | | | | | | |
490 | Time grows not old with length of years | | | | | | | |
491 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
492 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
493 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
494 | May we who teach the rising race | | | | | | | |
495 | All glory and praise To the ancient of days | | | | | | | |
496 | When shall we meet again? | | | | | | | |
497 | How pleasing is the scene, how sweet | | | | | | | |
498 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
499 | Dear partner of our hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
500 | Be the little ones instructed | | | | | | | |