# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My heavenly Father, all I see around me and above | | | | | | | |
d102 | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
d103 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d104 | Never may I forget to pray | | | | | | | |
d105 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d106 | Now, children, to God's house repair | | | | | | | |
d107 | Now I resolve with all my heart | | | | | | | |
d108 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d109 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
d110 | O Jesus, thou exalted King | | | | | | | |
d111 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
d112 | O Lord, we would obey | | | | | | | |
d113 | O Lord, when I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
d114 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d115 | Once more we keep the sacred | | | | | | | |
d116 | Once was heard the songs of children | | | | | | | |
d117 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d118 | Our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
d119 | Our lesson now is o'er | | | | | | | |
d120 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d121 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
d122 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d123 | Praise to God, the great Creator, Bounteous | | | | | | | |
d124 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d125 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d126 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d127 | See the kind [good] Shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
d128 | Shall I presume to venture near | | | | | | | |
d129 | Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | | | |
d130 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
d131 | Sing, my soul, his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d132 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | | | | | |
d133 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
d134 | Soon will set the Sabbath sun | | | | | | | |
d135 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d136 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
d137 | Swift the moments fly away | | | | | | | |
d138 | The Author of salvation | | | | | | | |
d139 | The Bible, the Bible, More precious than gold | | | | | | | |
d140 | The children's angels always view Their heavenly Father's face | | | | | | | |
d141 | The city of the skies | | | | | | | |
d142 | The eye of God is everywhere | | | | | | | |
d143 | The house of God I love | | | | | | | |
d144 | The lambs of Jesus, who are they but children | | | | | | | |
d145 | The least, the feeblest of his sheep | | | | | | | |
d146 | The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I | | | | | | | |
d147 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide | | | | | | | |
d148 | The Lord is risen indeed; He lives to die no more | | | | | | | |
d149 | The moment now draws near | | | | | | | |
d150 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
d151 | The Sabbath of the Lord, the Sabbath is our day | | | | | | | |
d152 | The saints who now in Jesus sleep | | | | | | | |
d153 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d154 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d155 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d156 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
d157 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d158 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d159 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d160 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d161 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d162 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
d163 | Thou, who didst with love and blessing | | | | | | | |
d164 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d165 | To God who reigns above the sky | | | | | | | |
d166 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
d167 | To praise the Savior's name let little children try | | | | | | | |
d168 | To thee, O blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d169 | 'Twas God who made the earth and skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d170 | We are but young, yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
d171 | We are pilgrims on the earth, Journeying onward | | | | | | | |
d172 | We meet in the presence of God | | | | | | | |
d173 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d174 | We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth | | | | | | | |
d175 | We've passed a pleasant Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d176 | What a mercy, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d177 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
d178 | What souls are these that venture near | | | | | | | |
d179 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
d180 | When, for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
d181 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d182 | When Jesus left his Father's [heavenly] throne | | | | | | | |
d183 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d184 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d185 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d186 | When sickness, pain, and death | | | | | | | |
d187 | When the Redeemer left his throne | | | | | | | |
d188 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d189 | Whene'er I take my walks abroad | | | | | | | |
d190 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d191 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d192 | Who but Thou, almighty Spirit | | | | | | | |
d193 | Who can tell what notes of sadness | | | | | | | |
d194 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
d195 | Why should I love my sport so well | | | | | | | |
d196 | With joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
d197 | Would you win a soul to God | | | | | | | |
d198 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d199 | Yes, there are little ones in heaven | | | | | | | |