Sunday School Hymn Book

#	Text	Tune
d401	The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl
d402	The drunkard wastes away his strength
d403	The good and the kind
d404	The happy morn we hail again
d405	The head that once was crowned with thorns
d406	The Lord attends when children pray
d407	The Lord is my Shepherd, How happy am I
d408	The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest
d409	The morning flowers display their sweets
d410	The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d411	The morning sky [sun] is bright and clear
d412	The night comes stealing in
d413	The praying spirit breathe
d414	The rosy light is dawning
d415	The Sabbath school's a place for prayer
d416	The spacious firmament on high
d417	The Sunday school army has gathered once more
d418	The Sunday school how sweet the place
d419	The Sunday school that blessed place
d420	The Sunday school, the Sunday school Blest be the wondrous plan
d421	The voice is hushed the gentle voice
d422	The voice of free grace cries escape
d423	The wanderer no more will roam
d424	Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d425	There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing
d426	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d427	There is a Friend we ought to love
d428	There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d429	There is a hopeful company
d430	There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen
d431	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d432	There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray
d433	There is an eye that never sleeps
d434	There is an hour of peaceful rest
d435	There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heaven
d436	There seems a voice in every gale
d437	There's not a star whose twinkling ray
d438	There's not a tint that paints the rose
d439	This book is all that's left me now
d440	This is the day, the happy day, Which God himself hath blessed
d441	This life is but a summer's day
d442	This, this is the God we adore
d443	Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d444	Thou Judge of quick and dead
d445	Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d446	Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright
d447	'Tis a lesson you should heed
d448	'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
d449	'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures
d450	To do to others as I would that they should do to me
d451	To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song
d452	To the sports of the thoughtless
d453	To thee, O blessed Savior
d454	To thee, our God and Savior, our hearts
d455	To us a Child of hope is born
d456	To whom, my Savior, shall I go
d457	Today if ye [you] will hear his voice
d458	Today the birds, on every bough
d459	Today we come with singing
d460	Touch not the cup, it is death to thy [the] soul
d461	Try us, O God, and search the ground
d462	Vain are all terrestrial pleasures
d463	Vain, delusive world, adieu
d464	Very little ones are we
d465	Wake the song of jubilee
d466	Watchman, tell me, does the morning
d467	Watchman, tell us of the night
d468	We, a band of happy children
d469	We are but young, yet we may sing
d470	We are out on the ocean sailing
d471	We bring no glittering treasures, no gems
d472	We come, we come, in joyous train
d473	We come, we come, this hallowed day
d474	We come, we come, with loud acclaim
d475	We come with hearts of gladness
d476	We gather, we gather, dear [O] Jesus, to bring
d477	We have a Father in the promised land
d478	We have met in peace together
d479	We love the Sabbath school
d480	We love to go to Sabbath school
d481	We love to sing together
d482	We meet again in gladness
d483	We speak of the realms of the blest
d484	We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth
d485	Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d486	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d487	Welcome, sweet morn, we hail with joy
d488	Welcome, welcome, day of rest
d489	We'll come while yet all glowing
d490	We'll not forget the Sunday school
d491	We're a happy, happy band
d492	We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
d493	We're going home, we've had visions bright
d494	We're marching to the promised land
d495	We're the lambs of the flock and no danger we fear
d496	We're traveling home to heaven above
d497	What is it shows my soul the way
d498	What sound is this, a song [sound] through heaven resounding
d499	What though the tempest hovers
d500	What to me are earth's pleasures