# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A city bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d2 | Afar on the sky what a splemdor is speeding | | | | | | | |
d3 | Ah yes his words are full of love | | | | | | | |
d4 | All beauty fills us with delight | | | | | | | |
d5 | All that is mortal, fades away | | | | | | | |
d6 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
d7 | As pants the hart for cooling flood [springs] [streams] | | | | | | | |
d8 | As the disciples' ship was tossed | | | | | | | |
d9 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d10 | Before Thy throne we bend | | | | | | | |
d11 | Bless ye the Lord, O bless his name | | | | | | | |
d12 | Bright roses blossom by the way | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come unto me, ye laboring ones | | | | | | | |
d14 | Eternal God, thou Light divine | | | | | | | |
d15 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
d16 | Fair is the day, and grand the night | | | | | | | |
d17 | Father, hear the prayer we offer | | | | | | | |
d18 | Father in heaven above | | | | | | | |
d19 | Father, thy paternal care | | | | | | | |
d20 | Flee, O night, hail, blessed morn | | | | | | | |
d21 | Follow Jesus, Christian pilgrim | | | | | | | |
d22 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d23 | God doth transplant our cherished flowers | | | | | | | |
d24 | God guard the poor, We may not see | | | | | | | |
d25 | God, thou art good, each perfumed flower | | | | | | | |
d26 | Hand in hand with angels | | | | | | | |
d27 | Hark, the heralds of the morning | | | | | | | |
d28 | Hath not thy heart within thee burned | | | | | | | |
d29 | He is not dead, but sleepeth | | | | | | | |
d30 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d31 | Hear our prayer, O Father, hear us | | | | | | | |
d32 | Heavenly Father, guide and keep us | | | | | | | |
d33 | Heavenly Father teach a little child | | | | | | | |
d34 | Help us, O Lord, behold we enter | | | | | | | |
d35 | Here all worldly cares forgetting | | | | | | | |
d36 | Here we meet with joy together | | | | | | | |
d37 | Holy Father, do thou hear | | | | | | | |
d38 | Holy Father, gently bless us | | | | | | | |
d39 | How happy are the children | | | | | | | |
d40 | How rich, and full, and free | | | | | | | |
d41 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
d42 | I'm nearing home, life's wintry blast | | | | | | | |
d43 | I'm sitting by thy grave, mother | | | | | | | |
d44 | In Bethlehem's sky serene and bright | | | | | | | |
d45 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d46 | In thine arms true rest is found | | | | | | | |
d47 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
d48 | Is it true that angels hear us | | | | | | | |
d49 | Jesus come, Jesus come, take direction of thine own | | | | | | | |
d50 | Jesus is the heavenly Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d51 | Jesus, Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus, thou art ever present | | | | | | | |
d53 | Lead us, O Lord, in thy true paths | | | | | | | |
d54 | Leaf by leaf the roses fall | | | | | | | |
d55 | Let earthly choirs arise and sing | | | | | | | |
d56 | Let thine hand help me | | | | | | | |
d57 | Let us with a joyful mind | | | | | | | |
d58 | Lift up to God the voice of praise | | | | | | | |
d59 | List, to the dreamy tone that dwells | | | | | | | |
d60 | Little children, Jesus loves you | | | | | | | |
d61 | Lord, in this sacred hour | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d63 | Lord, thou art good, all nature shows | | | | | | | |
d64 | My body, soul and spirit, Jesus, I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d65 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
d66 | New truths of God we learn each day | | | | | | | |
d67 | No human eyes thy face may see | | | | | | | |
d68 | Now from the foul and sluggish stream | | | | | | | |
d69 | O glory to God in the highest | | | | | | | |
d70 | O God of glory, God of grace | | | | | | | |
d71 | O how we love the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d72 | O Lord, our God, how excellent is thy name | | | | | | | |
d73 | O tell me not there is no love | | | | | | | |
d74 | Old ocean rolls its waves | | | | | | | |
d75 | On Zion's holy mount | | | | | | | |
d76 | One sweet [bright] flower has drooped and faded | | | | | | | |
d77 | Our Father, God, we fain would raise | | | | | | | |
d78 | Pleasant are the paths we tread | | | | | | | |
d79 | Praise God, my soul, praise God | | | | | | | |
d80 | Praise the Lord, all people praise him | | | | | | | |
d81 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d82 | Praise the Lord, yes, praise him all | | | | | | | |
d83 | Praises, praises, praises, Father God to thee | | | | | | | |
d84 | Precious are the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d85 | Pressing onward, ever onward | | | | | | | |
d86 | Savior, bless Thy [the] word [words] to all | | | | | | | |
d87 | Savior, make us pure and Holy | | | | | | | |
d88 | See the little snow-drops peeping | | | | | | | |
d89 | Shepherd of the ransomed flock | | | | | | | |
d90 | Shepherds watching flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d91 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
d92 | Sing today for Christ is risen | | | | | | | |
d93 | So joyous our minds | | | | | | | |
d94 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d95 | The bird, let loose in [from] eastern skies | | | | | | | |
d96 | The cross is reared, the nails are driven | | | | | | | |
d97 | The earth is bright, with golden light | | | | | | | |
d98 | The leaves are gone, and winter cold | | | | | | | |
d99 | The light at home, how bright it beams | | | | | | | |
d100 | The love of God that's given us | | | | | | | |