# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious | [Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious] | | | | | | |
202 | I love the bright springtime, I love the fair bloom | [I love the bright springtime, I love the fair bloom] | | | | | | |
203 | The Day of Resurrection! | [The Day of Resurrection!] | | | | | | |
204 | How we miss our baby darling | [How we miss our baby darling] | | | | | | |
205 | Gently as the wind of autumn | [Gently as the wind of autumn] | | | | | | |
206 | How sweet to think when we are torn | [How sweet to think when we are torn] | | | | | | |
207 | Death is the fading of a cloud | | | | | | | |
208 | This is our country's celebration | [This is our country's celebration] | | | | | | |
209 | My country! 'tis of thee | [My country! 'tis of thee] | | | | | | |
210 | Great God of nations! now to thee | | | | | | | |
211 | For me the flow'rs are blooming | [For me the flow'rs are blooming] | | | | | | |
212 | Pansy, dearest little pansy | [Pansy, dearest little pansy] | | | | | | |
213 | O beautiful, beautiful flowers | [O beautiful, beautiful flowers] | | | | | | |
214 | Ring the bells! ring the bells! for Temp'rance loudly calls! | [Ring the bells! ring the bells! for Temp'rance loudly calls!] | | | | | | |
215 | Come, brave little soldiers, who stand for the right | [Come, brave little soldiers, who stand for the right] | | | | | | |
216 | Awake! awake! gird on your armor | [Awake! awake! gird on your armor] | | | | | | |
217 | Hark! what sad, despairing, cries | [Hark! what sad, despairing, cries] | | | | | | |
218 | The golden glow is paling | [The golden glow is paling] | | | | | | |
219 | Not long ago the moon was dark | [Not long ago the moon was dark] | | | | | | |
220 | Can a little child like me | [Can a little child like me] | | | | | | |
221 | Again we've heard the blessed word | [Again we've heard the blessed word] | | | | | | |