# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O friends, as journeying onward | | | | | | | |
d102 | O I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea | | | | | | | |
d103 | O let us praise him | | | | | | | |
d104 | O Lord and Savior of us all | | | | | | | |
d105 | O Lord when bended to the earth | | | | | | | |
d106 | O Lord, while angels praise thee | | | | | | | |
d107 | O Master have mercy for portent | | | | | | | |
d108 | O we are the reapers that garner in the sheaves of the good | | | | | | | |
d109 | O we are youthful soldiers | | | | | | | |
d110 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
d111 | O yes, the Lord loved children | | | | | | | |
d112 | Of all the lessons we stand | | | | | | | |
d113 | On this pleasant Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d114 | Once more with mournful step | | | | | | | |
d115 | One more year has gone | | | | | | | |
d116 | Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d117 | Our Father speaks, let every | | | | | | | |
d118 | Our lamps are trimmed and burning | | | | | | | |
d119 | Over the hills are the pastures | | | | | | | |
d120 | Over the river, O where [what] is there | | | | | | | |
d121 | Peaceful the morning, quiet the day | | | | | | | |
d122 | Praise, O praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d123 | Press forward press forward to the prize | | | | | | | |
d124 | Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
d125 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d126 | Savior, we Thy children gather | | | | | | | |
d127 | Say, little soldiers, who fight for the true | | | | | | | |
d128 | See the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d129 | See the Savior in the temple | | | | | | | |
d130 | Shepherd of the ransomed flock | | | | | | | |
d131 | Slowly moving through the gateway | | | | | | | |
d132 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sweet it is, O Lord to know | | | | | | | |
d135 | Take my hand, my sister | | | | | | | |
d136 | Tenderly guide us, O Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d137 | The box of precious ointment | | | | | | | |
d138 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
d139 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
d140 | The spirit passed from the dungeon's gloom | | | | | | | |
d141 | The year is hasting | | | | | | | |
d142 | There is no work too humble | | | | | | | |
d143 | There was glory on the mountain | | | | | | | |
d144 | They are coming to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d145 | They had cast their nets | | | | | | | |
d146 | This is the way the snow comes down | | | | | | | |
d147 | Thou art the bright and morning star | | | | | | | |
d148 | Through the crowded streets of Jericho | | | | | | | |
d149 | Through the valley of the shadow I must go | | | | | | | |
d150 | 'Tis the story ever new | | | | | | | |
d151 | To the Lord, to the Lord, let us bring him today | | | | | | | |
d152 | To thee, dear Savior, we | | | | | | | |
d153 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d154 | Upward and onward into the light | | | | | | | |
d155 | Very early in the morn | | | | | | | |
d156 | Wait in Jerusalem together | | | | | | | |
d157 | We are a little pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
d158 | We are coming, we are coming, blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d159 | We are marching onward to our home on high | | | | | | | |
d160 | We are sailing o'er an ocean | | | | | | | |
d161 | We come to thy temple, O Savior of love | | | | | | | |
d162 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d163 | We love him though his friendly hand | | | | | | | |
d164 | We praise thee, we bless thee, our Father and Friend | | | | | | | |
d165 | We will seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d166 | We're soldiers on duty | | | | | | | |
d167 | What is pure and fair and white | | | | | | | |
d168 | What place can ever be so | | | | | | | |
d169 | What story so sweet is the song | | | | | | | |
d170 | Whatsoe'er thy lot may be | | | | | | | |
d171 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d172 | When the morn is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d173 | When the Sabbath school bells | | | | | | | |
d174 | When we go up from Jordan | | | | | | | |
d175 | Where almond groves are vineyards | | | | | | | |
d176 | Where is now our loved one | | | | | | | |
d177 | Where it never more shall weary | | | | | | | |
d178 | While the blessed Savior dwelt | | | | | | | |
d179 | Who is he in yonder stall | | | | | | | |
d180 | Who welcome the bright Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d181 | Who will meet me when I die | | | | | | | |
d182 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d183 | Will you battle for the right | | | | | | | |
d184 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d185 | You're starting my boy [soul] [today] on life's journey | | | | | | | |