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d1 | A few more days my weary heart | | | | | | | |
d2 | A little sin, it seems, at first | | | | | | | |
d3 | Abide with us, dear Savior, we feel so much alone | | | | | | | |
d4 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amidst the cheerful bloom of youth | | | | | | | |
d6 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d7 | Another hand is beckoning us | | | | | | | |
d8 | Are you weary, heavy laden | | | | | | | |
d9 | Behold the western evening light | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blessed are they that do his commandments | | | | | | | |
d11 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d12 | Bring your every care to Jesus, Jesus, your almighty friend | | | | | | | |
d13 | Brothers, will you go with me | | | | | | | |
d14 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d15 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
d16 | Cease, wavering heart this troubled strife | | | | | | | |
d17 | Child art thou weary in the path below | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children, come, the Savior's call obey | | | | | | | |
d19 | City of gold, I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come into Christ's army, come, join it today | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come to me, Savior, come | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come to the dear, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come up higher, till the Father | | | | | | | |
d24 | Dare to think, though bigots [others] frown | | | | | | | |
d25 | Distant Eden, dreamed of Eden | | | | | | | |
d26 | Far away in the land of the pure and bright | | | | | | | |
d27 | Father, take my hand and lead me | | | | | | | |
d28 | From little ones to Jesus brought | | | | | | | |
d29 | Give, give of your abundance | | | | | | | |
d30 | Go thou, in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
d31 | Go work in my vineyard, the husbandman said | | | | | | | |
d32 | God of Isr'l, we adore Thee | | | | | | | |
d33 | Gracious Savior, gentle [holy] Shepherd, Little ones [All thy lambs] [Children all] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Have you any room for Jesus, He who bore | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hear the cheerful morning bells | | | | | | | |
d36 | Heaven home of bliss and glory | | | | | | | |
d37 | Help us, O Lord, behold we enter | | | | | | | |
d38 | How loving is Jesus, Who came from the sky | | | | | | | |
d39 | How sweet is the Sabbath to me | | | | | | | |
d40 | I am waiting by the river, and | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have two homes, two happy homes | | | | | | | |
d42 | I know not if the [or] dark or bright | | | | | | | |
d43 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d44 | I will leave my Jesus never | | | | | | | |
d45 | I will not be afraid at night | | | | | | | |
d46 | If I come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d47 | If you can not on the ocean Sail among the swiftest fleet | | | | | | | |
d48 | I'll sing for Jesus, while I live | | | | | | | |
d49 | In heaven, bright heaven | | | | | | | |
d50 | In some way or other, the Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
d51 | In the early days of childhood | | | | | | | |
d52 | Is thy trembling heart aweary | | | | | | | |
d53 | Isles of the south, awake | | | | | | | |
d54 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, author of salvation | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus came, Jesus came, born a little child | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, I am never weary | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus, like a little child | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus, we love to meet On this thy holy day | | | | | | | |
d61 | Join all who love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lamb of God, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
d63 | Let every heart rejoice and sing, Let choral anthems | | | | | | | |
d64 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
d65 | Light of the world, O shine on us | | | | | | | |
d66 | Little children, love the Savior | | | | | | | |
d67 | Little hearts, O Lord, may love thee | | | | | | | |
d68 | Little lambs so white and fair | | | | | | | |
d69 | Mansions are prepared above | | | | | | | |
d70 | Meek and lowly, pure and holy | | | | | | | |
d71 | My God, I wait for Thee | | | | | | | |
d72 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
d73 | My longing soul would fly | | | | | | | |
d74 | No night shall be in heaven, no gathering gloom | | | | | | | |
d75 | Now the temperance army's march | | | | | | | |
d76 | Now's the time and here's the place | | | | | | | |
d77 | O come and sing with gladness | | | | | | | |
d78 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
d79 | O how my spirit longs to go | | | | | | | |
d80 | O let me seek that path, where winds of woe | | | | | | | |
d81 | O sun of joy whose dawn we trace | | | | | | | |
d82 | O the weary solemn silence | | | | | | | |
d83 | O we love to come to our Sabbath home | | | | | | | |
d84 | O welcome the day, the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d85 | O wondrous story of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d86 | O'er the crystal tide we' re going | | | | | | | |
d87 | O'er the hill [hills] the sun is setting | | | | | | | |
d88 | On each returning Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d89 | On this pleasant Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d90 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
d91 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
d92 | Our light afflictions, which a moment last | | | | | | | |
d93 | Rejoice and be joyful, ye children of men | | | | | | | |
d94 | Rouse thee, day is near, O sleeper | | | | | | | |
d95 | Savior, blessed Savior, listen while we sing | | | | | | | |
d96 | Savior, Thou hast bid me come | | | | | | | |
d97 | See the merry brooklet dancing on its way | | | | | | | |
d98 | See the shining dewdrops | | | | | | | |
d99 | Seek the tender Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d100 | Shepherd of eager [tender] youth | | | | | | | |