# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
110a | Our Father who art in heaven | | | | | | | |
110b | There is a Reaper, whose name is Death | | | | | | | |
111 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
112 | We're trav'ling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
113 | I see in heaven those mansions bright | | | | | | | |
114 | Now is th'accepted time | | | | | | | |
115 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
116 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
117 | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
118 | To God, in whom I trust | | | | | | | |
119 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
120 | Trav'ller! 'yes: it brings the day | | | | | | | |
S1 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
S2 | I love to join the joyful play | | | | | | | |
S3 | There is, beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
S4 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
S5 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
S6 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep? | | | | | | | |
S7 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
S8 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
S9 | I love to have the Sabbath come | | | | | | | |
S10 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
S11 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
S12 | Behold the Saviour at the door! | | | | | | | |
S13 | We've past another Sabbath-day | | | | | | | |
S14 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
S15 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
S16 | When Jesus to the temple came | | | | | | | |
S17 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
S18 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
S19 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
S20 | Why should cold or stormy weather | | | | | | | |
S21 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah! | | | | | | | |
S22 | I love to see the glowing sun | | | | | | | |
S23 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
S24 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
S25 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
S26 | I often say my prayers | | | | | | | |
S27 | What cheering words are these! | | | | | | | |
S28 | The hour is come I will not stay | | | | | | | |
S29 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
S30 | I saw in heaven above | | | | | | | |
S31 | Thou, who didst with love and blessing | | | | | | | |
S32 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
S33 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
S34 | The flowery field of youth she trod | | | | | | | |
S35 | Is it true that I must lie | | | | | | | |
S36 | They come and to my sister talk | | | | | | | |
S37 | Teachers, who with longing eye | | | | | | | |
S38 | Welcome, sweet morn, we hail with joy | | | | | | | |
S39 | Why should we spend our youthful days | | | | | | | |
S40 | In my closet of prayer, at the close of the day | | | | | | | |
S41 | God's angels come from heaven on high | | | | | | | |
S42 | Be the little ones instructed | | | | | | | |
S43 | To thee, O blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
S44 | Weep, little children, weep | | | | | | | |
S45 | Father! with one accord we stand | | | | | | | |
S46 | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
S47 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
S48 | Those children, who are all the day | | | | | | | |
S49 | O Jesus, not for pride | | | | | | | |
S50 | How serious is the charge | | | | | | | |
S51 | Hark! the morning bells are ringing! | | | | | | | |
S52 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
S53 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
S54 | Little children love each other | | | | | | | |
S55 | Rock of Ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
S56 | Come, Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
S57 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
S58 | O, where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
S59 | There is a line, by us unseen | | | | | | | |
S60 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
S61 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
S62 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
S63 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
S64 | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
S65 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
S66 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
S67 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
S68 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
S69 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
S70 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
S71 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
S72 | God, my Supporter and my Hope | | | | | | | |
S73 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
S74 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
S75 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
S76 | Come, we who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
S77 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
S78 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
S79 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
S80 | Mine eyes and my desire | | | | | | | |
S81 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
S82 | There is a Fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |