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171 | There is light in the valley once shrouded in darkness | | | | | | | |
172 | In a manger laid so lowly | | | | | | | |
173 | Above the waves of earthly strife | | | | | | | |
174 | Oh, I see the shining angels | | | | | | | |
175 | We're going to a happy home | | | | | | | |
176 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
177 | Depth of mercy can there be | | | | | | | |
178 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
179 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
180 | When Hosannahs loud resounding | | | | | | | |
181 | We must labor while 'tis day | | | | | | | |
182 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
183a | I am Jesus' little lamb | | | | | | | |
183b | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
184 | Let every heart rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
185 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
186 | There is a glorious kingdom | | | | | | | |
187 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
188 | Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna! | | | | | | | |
189 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
190a | Welcome kind friends and teachers dear | | | | | | | |
190b | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
191 | Pilgrims we are to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
192 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
193 | Round the throne in glory | | | | | | | |
194 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
195a | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
195b | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
196 | Once more our youthful throng | | | | | | | |
197 | Oh, wont you be a Christian | | | | | | | |
198 | Say, brothers, will you meet us | | | | | | | |
199a | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
199b | Beyond this life of hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
201 | We won't give up the Bible | | | | | | | |
202 | We three kings of Orient are | | | | | | | |
203 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
204a | Down the stream of life they glide | | | | | | | |
204b | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | | | |
205 | Take my heart, Oh Father! take it | | | | | | | |
206a | Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers | | | | | | | |
206b | The Sabbath school's a place for prayer | | | | | | | |
207 | Kind words can never die | | | | | | | |
209a | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
209b | Come, and sing with joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
210 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
211 | Dear Saviour, ever at my side | | | | | | | |
212a | Ah yes! there's a fairer zone | | | | | | | |
212b | Sweet is the precious gift of prayer | | | | | | | |
213 | While our hearts are light, and our homes are bright | | | | | | | |
214 | Gladly meeting, Kindly greeting | | | | | | | |
215 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
216a | When He cometh, when He cometh | | | | | | | |
216b | On a hill stands a beautiful tree | | | | | | | |
217 | Welcome, welcome, day of rest | | | | | | | |
218 | Saviour, thy word a lamp shall be | | | | | | | |
219 | Light and Comfort of my soul | | | | | | | |
220a | O teacher, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
220b | If we knew when walking thoughtless | | | | | | | |
222 | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | | | |
223 | Christ, the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
224 | My heart is fixed, eternal God | | | | | | | |
225a | Arise, arise, poor sinner | | | | | | | |
225b | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
226 | Come, O come, our festive day returning | | | | | | | |
227a | How great is the blessing of Sabbath school prayer | | | | | | | |
227b | Joyful away to Pisgah's mountain | | | | | | | |
228 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
229 | Where, O where is yon vessel going | | | | | | | |
230 | Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me | | | | | | | |
231a | Dear Father, grant our earnest prayer | | | | | | | |
231b | O the happy time is coming | | | | | | | |
232 | What shall I do with Jesus | | | | | | | |
233 | All night long till break of day | | | | | | | |
234 | We dedicate to Jesus | | | | | | | |
235 | Blessed are the people that know the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
236 | O come to the hills of glory | | | | | | | |
237 | Holy Sabbath, happy morning | | | | | | | |
238 | Joy! joy! joy! there is joy in heaven with the angels | | | | | | | |
239a | I am waiting by the river | | | | | | | |
239b | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
240 | Say, whither, wandering stranger | | | | | | | |
241 | Open wide the garden gate | | | | | | | |
242 | Our glad voices let us raise | | | | | | | |
243a | Let every heart rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
243b | Listen, 'tis thy father | | | | | | | |
244 | Spread, my soul, thy golden pinions | | | | | | | |
245 | Stand up, my soul! shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
246a | Jesus, we thy lambs would be | | | | | | | |
246b | Awake and sing the song | | | | | | | |
247 | And is it true what I am told | | | | | | | |
248 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |