# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All creatures of our God and King | | | | | | | |
d2 | All things bright and beautiful | | | | | | | |
d3 | And God said the sun would shine | | | | | | | |
d4 | At work beside the carpenter's bench | | | | | | | |
d5 | Autumn leaves are now falling | | | | | | | |
d6 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d7 | Bethlehem lay sleeping | | | | | | | |
d8 | Bless the four corners of this house | | | | | | | |
d9 | Can you count the stars that nightly twinkle | | | | | | | |
d10 | Children who live across the sea | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, ye children, sing to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dark and gloom have passed away | | | | | | | |
d13 | Day has come and birds are singing | | | | | | | |
d14 | Dear God, we like to come to church | | | | | | | |
d15 | Father, we thank thee, Father, we thank thee | | | | | | | |
d16 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d17 | First we go to hoe our garden | | | | | | | |
d18 | For all the blessings of the year | | | | | | | |
d19 | For flowers that bloom about our feet | | | | | | | |
d20 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
d21 | For the fruit upon the tree | | | | | | | |
d22 | Friends, friends, friends, I have some friends | | | | | | | |
d23 | Friends of Jesus must be kind | | | | | | | |
d24 | Glad I am to live | | | | | | | |
d25 | Gladly to the house of worship | | | | | | | |
d26 | God gave all things for our pleasure | | | | | | | |
d27 | God gave me eyes to see his world | | | | | | | |
d28 | God has numbered in the sky | | | | | | | |
d29 | God is pleased each time I say | | | | | | | |
d30 | God, who made the earth, The air, the sky, the se | | | | | | | |
d31 | God, whose name is [we] love | | | | | | | |
d32 | Holy Bible, Book of love | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hosanna be the children's [people's] song | | | | | | | |
d34 | I feed my body with wholesome food | | | | | | | |
d35 | I love my friends and they love me | | | | | | | |
d36 | I thank God for my father and my mother | | | | | | | |
d37 | I want to be helpful and loving | | | | | | | |
d38 | I'm glad to know that I can grow | | | | | | | |
d39 | In other lands across the sea | | | | | | | |
d40 | In the morning, when I waken As I kneel | | | | | | | |
d41 | Jesus, Friend of little [all the] children | | | | | | | |
d42 | Jesus lived in a little house | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d44 | Jesus was a loving Teacher | | | | | | | |
d45 | Knock, knock, knock went Joseph | | | | | | | |
d46 | Listen to Mary somewhere in Egypt | | | | | | | |
d47 | Long ago a little girl named Miriam | | | | | | | |
d48 | Long ago the little children | | | | | | | |
d49 | My Bible, 'tis a book divine | | | | | | | |
d50 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d51 | O come, little children, [O] come, one and [come] all | | | | | | | |
d52 | Once a Baby softly lay | | | | | | | |
d53 | Once there was a garden fair | | | | | | | |
d54 | Our church helps us to worship God | | | | | | | |
d55 | Our home is such a happy place | | | | | | | |
d56 | Paul and Silas in prison | | | | | | | |
d57 | Praise him, praise him, all ye little children | | | | | | | |
d58 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d59 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
d60 | See the farmer sow the [his] seed | | | | | | | |
d61 | Sing to God, sing praises | | | | | | | |
d62 | Some friends of mine are boys and girls | | | | | | | |
d63 | Sometimes when all my family | | | | | | | |
d64 | Sometimes when morning lights the sky | | | | | | | |
d65 | Songbirds are flying away to the southland | | | | | | | |
d66 | Sun and clouds in skies of blue | | | | | | | |
d67 | The baby Jesus in the manger lay | | | | | | | |
d68 | The Bible is a treasure book of stories that are true, It tells of people long ago | | | | | | | |
d69 | The Bible is the best book | | | | | | | |
d70 | The corn and the wheat that grow in the sun | | | | | | | |
d71 | The loving Jesus is my Friend | | | | | | | |
d72 | The sun that shines across the sea | | | | | | | |
d73 | The whole world is singing | | | | | | | |
d74 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
d75 | We love our church, O God, we love to gather here | | | | | | | |
d76 | When in the quiet church I sit | | | | | | | |
d77 | When Jesus was a baby boy | | | | | | | |
d78 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d79 | When twilight falls the birds fly home | | | | | | | |
d80 | When you don't know what to do | | | | | | | |
d81 | Wherever we go there are wonderful things | | | | | | | |
d82 | Who taught the bird [birds] to build her [their] nest [nests] | | | | | | | |
d83 | With happy voices singing [ringing] | | | | | | | |