# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
d102 | Holy Lord, our hearts prepare | | | | | | | |
d103 | How blest are we | | | | | | | |
d104 | How great, and good, and wise | | | | | | | |
d105 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d106 | How loving is Jesus, Who came from the sky | | | | | | | |
d107 | How pleasant here again to meet | | | | | | | |
d108 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d109 | How precious is the story | | | | | | | |
d110 | How serious is the charge | | | | | | | |
d111 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d112 | How should our souls delight to bless | | | | | | | |
d113 | How sweet is the cordial of love | | | | | | | |
d114 | How sweet is the Sabbath to me | | | | | | | |
d115 | I hear thy word with love | | | | | | | |
d116 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d117 | I journey forth rejoicing | | | | | | | |
d118 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d119 | I love the Sunday school | | | | | | | |
d120 | I love to have the Sabbath come, for then I rise | | | | | | | |
d121 | I see in heaven those mansions bright | | | | | | | |
d122 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d123 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
d124 | I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek | | | | | | | |
d125 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d126 | I'll rise up early in the morning | | | | | | | |
d127 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d128 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d129 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d130 | In life's joyous morning | | | | | | | |
d131 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
d132 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
d133 | I've roamed over mountain | | | | | | | |
d134 | I've thought of little children | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus and can it ever be | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus, be our tender Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus bids me seek his face | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
d140 | Jesus gives us true repentance | | | | | | | |
d141 | Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping every tear | | | | | | | |
d142 | Jesus, Lord of life and glory, Bend from heaven | | | | | | | |
d143 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d144 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d145 | Jesus, my Savior and my Lord, To thee I lift | | | | | | | |
d146 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d147 | Jesus, Shepherd kind and gentle | | | | | | | |
d148 | Jesus, Shepherd of thy sheep | | | | | | | |
d149 | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
d150 | Jesus, thy love shall [can] we forget | | | | | | | |
d151 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
d152 | Jesus, we thy lambs would be | | | | | | | |
d153 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d154 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d155 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d156 | Let children bless the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d157 | Let children to the Savior come | | | | | | | |
d158 | Let the song of praise and gladness | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lift aloud your songs of praise | | | | | | | |
d160 | Little children, love the Savior | | | | | | | |
d161 | Little children, sweetly sing | | | | | | | |
d162 | Littlle travelers Zionward Each one entering | | | | | | | |
d163 | Lord, at this closing hour, Establish | | | | | | | |
d164 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d165 | Lord, I look for all to thee | | | | | | | |
d166 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d167 | Lord, who lovest little [all the] children | | | | | | | |
d168 | Many voices seem to say | | | | | | | |
d169 | May we who teach the rising race | | | | | | | |
d170 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d171 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d172 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d173 | My Father, when I come to thee | | | | | | | |
d174 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
d175 | My Savior, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
d176 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d177 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d178 | Now beloved teachers, tell us | | | | | | | |
d179 | Now is done the time of teaching | | | | | | | |
d180 | Now we lift our tuneful voices | | | | | | | |
d181 | O come, children, come, to the Savior today | | | | | | | |
d182 | O come, come away | | | | | | | |
d183 | O come, lovely Spring | | | | | | | |
d184 | O come, while Spring rejoices | | | | | | | |
d185 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
d186 | O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend | | | | | | | |
d187 | O for a heart to feel | | | | | | | |
d188 | O God, to thy promise our hrearts humbly cling | | | | | | | |
d189 | O gracious Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d190 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d191 | O how I love the Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d192 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d193 | O send forth the Bible | | | | | | | |
d194 | O that the Lord would teach my tongue | | | | | | | |
d195 | O the Sabbath morning, beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
d196 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d197 | O thou that didst uphold my way | | | | | | | |
d198 | O 'tis in the [this] land of the Bible we love | | | | | | | |
d199 | O we love to come to our Sabbath home | | | | | | | |
d200 | O welcome the day, the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |