Children's Hosannas

Editor: W. T. Dale
Publisher: Board of Publication, Cumberland Presbyterian Church, Nashville , 1880
Denomination: Cumberland Presbyterian Church
Language: English
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d101Sing the glad and wondrous story
d102Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness
d103Spurn me not, O loving Savior
d104Sweet haven of rest, the home
d105Sweet land of rest beyond
d106Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling
d107Taste not the cup of death
d108Tell me all about Jesus
d109The daylight fades, the evening shades
d110The harvest field's already white
d111The Lord's my Shepherd
d112The Master hath need of the reapers
d113The Master's calling, calling
d114The morning bright, with rosy light
d115The Sabbath morn is beaming
d116There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d117There's a fountain free, 'tis for you and me
d118There's a light on the dark and surging deep
d119There's rest beyond the tide
d120They are sowing their seed in the daylight
d121This is not my [a] place of resting
d122This is the sweetest story, wonderful, strange
d123This wide, wide world for Jesus
d124This world and its pleasures
d125Thou art, O Lord, the Way
d126Through the crowded streets of Jericho
d127Tidings of joy, O wonderful story
d128'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d129To the hills I'll lift mine eyes, whence my hope
d130Tripping lightly, tripping o'er the verdant lawn
d131Up friends of Jesus, the harvest is white
d132Up to the bountiful [beautiful] Giver of life
d133Wake the song, O Zion's daughter
d134We are a little gleaning band
d135We come with grateful hearts
d136We must work for Jesus
d137We shall meet again, how sweet the time will be
d138We will cheerfully bear every trial
d139Weeping may last for a night
d140We'll wait till Jesus comes
d141When morning beams awake
d142When the flowers are springing
d143When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor
d144When the morning bells are ringing
d145When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted
d146When we gather at the Savior's call
d147Ye sons of the mighty, give ye to Jehovah
d148Yes, my native land, I love thee

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