# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A home in heaven, what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
d3 | A starry crown awaits for thee | | | | | | | |
d4 | Above the blue, ethereal skies | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amid the hours that rapid fly | | | | | | | |
d6 | Another bright year has flitted away | | | | | | | |
d7 | As by kind teachers we are led | | | | | | | |
d8 | Away with the wine cup | | | | | | | |
d9 | Be not swift to take offense | | | | | | | |
d10 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d11 | Beyond life's raging fever | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blessed Bible, how I love it | | | | | | | |
d13 | Breast the wave Christian | | | | | | | |
d14 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d15 | Carol, Christians, carol, carol joyfully | | | | | | | |
d16 | Catch the sunshine, though it flickers | | | | | | | |
d17 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children on life's battle field | | | | | | | |
d19 | Children, sing a Christmas carol | | | | | | | |
d20 | Children, there is none like Jesus | | | | | | | |
d21 | Christian, awake, the light breaks o'er thee | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, come, come, don't delay haste away | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, let us sing of fount and spring What drink with water can compare | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, meet around our Christmas tree | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, poor pilgrim, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come to the Sunday School, come, come, come | | | | | | | |
d28 | Crowned with light in a home of glory | | | | | | | |
d29 | Dare to be [do] right, dare to be true | | | | | | | |
d30 | Dear children, why so thoughtless roam | | | | | | | |
d31 | Dear children, why so thoughtless roam | | | | | | | |
d32 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d33 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d34 | Faintly flow, thou falling river | | | | | | | |
d35 | Far beyond the dark blue sea | | | | | | | |
d36 | Flee, as a bird, to your [yon] [the] mountain | | | | | | | |
d37 | Forever with Jesus, how blissful the thought | | | | | | | |
d38 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d39 | Gather them in from the broad highway | | | | | | | |
d40 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d41 | Go to Jesus when thy heart | | | | | | | |
d42 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d43 | God can see me every day | | | | | | | |
d44 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d45 | Good night to all, we soon must part | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark, I hear the Savior calling Little children, come to me | | | | | | | |
d47 | Have you ever heard the story that the holy Father tells | | | | | | | |
d48 | Holy angels in their flight traverse over earth and sky | | | | | | | |
d49 | Holy Sabbath, happy morning | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hosanna be the children's [people's] song | | | | | | | |
d51 | How bright the day, the joyful day | | | | | | | |
d52 | How fleeting are our [the] moments here | | | | | | | |
d53 | How goes the battle, O watchman, tell | | | | | | | |
d54 | How much of joy and comfort | | | | | | | |
d55 | How pleasant it is to hear the sweet song | | | | | | | |
d56 | How sweetly through the lengthened dell | | | | | | | |
d57 | How swiftly o'er life's ocean | | | | | | | |
d58 | I am a little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d59 | I am dying, mother dear | | | | | | | |
d60 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d61 | I have a home beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d62 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d63 | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
d64 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d65 | I know her walls are jasper | | | | | | | |
d66 | I know that my Redeemer lives, O how he loves | | | | | | | |
d67 | I know 'tis Jesus loves my soul | | | | | | | |
d68 | I love the Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
d69 | I want to join the ransomed | | | | | | | |
d70 | If we cannot plant our cottage | | | | | | | |
d71 | I'll awake at dawn on the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d72 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d73 | I'm trying to climb up Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d74 | In heaven, bright heaven | | | | | | | |
d75 | In life's bright morning learn to sing | | | | | | | |
d76 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d77 | I've been thinking of my home | | | | | | | |
d78 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d79 | Jesus, I love thee, be thou my Friend | | | | | | | |
d80 | Jesus, Lord of life and glory, Help us now | | | | | | | |
d81 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d82 | Keep me, Father, safely keep me | | | | | | | |
d83 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d84 | Land ahead, its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
d85 | Like mist on the mountain | | | | | | | |
d86 | Little child, do you love Jesus | | | | | | | |
d87 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d88 | Little eyes, little eyes Where are you gazing | | | | | | | |
d89 | Live on the field of battle | | | | | | | |
d90 | Lo the gospel ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
d91 | Lord of life and glory, hear us | | | | | | | |
d92 | Meet again, meet again, words of faith | | | | | | | |
d93 | Meet again when time [life] is o'er | | | | | | | |
d94 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d95 | Murmur on, murmur on, O thou harp of the blest | | | | | | | |
d96 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d97 | My God I am thine, what a comfort [pleasure] divine | | | | | | | |
d98 | My heavenly home is bright and fair we'll be gathered home | | | | | | | |
d99 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d100 | My Master has given me work | | | | | | | |