# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | The Lord attends when children pray | | | | | | | |
d202 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d203 | The Sabbath morn sweet sabbath morn | | | | | | | |
d204 | The Savior comes let earth proclaim | | | | | | | |
d205 | The season's happy voices | | | | | | | |
d206 | The seraphs bright are hovering | | | | | | | |
d207 | The Son of God most holy | | | | | | | |
d208 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d209 | The voice of God in accents clear | | | | | | | |
d210 | The wayside flower receives the air | | | | | | | |
d211 | The wild flower drinks the morning dew and greets the breezes free | | | | | | | |
d212 | There is a book who runs [that all] may read | | | | | | | |
d213 | There is a land where we shall greet | | | | | | | |
d214 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d215 | There is a promise, O how sweet | | | | | | | |
d216 | There's a land of rest eternal | | | | | | | |
d217 | There's not a star whose twinkling ray | | | | | | | |
d218 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d219 | Thou Source of every good | | | | | | | |
d220 | Thou who hast every blessing given | | | | | | | |
d221 | Thou whose almighty | | | | | | | |
d222 | Thy love in each and all | | | | | | | |
d223 | Time its steady flight is winging | | | | | | | |
d224 | To God who reigns above the sky | | | | | | | |
d225 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
d226 | To Zion of old Christ triumphantly rode | | | | | | | |
d227 | We are little flower buds | | | | | | | |
d228 | We are seeking a heavenly country | | | | | | | |
d229 | We are the lambs of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d230 | We bless thee for this sacred day | | | | | | | |
d231 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
d232 | We come in childhood's innocence | | | | | | | |
d233 | We come, O God, with gladness | | | | | | | |
d234 | We come our Sabbath hymn to raise | | | | | | | |
d235 | We come, we come, with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
d236 | We come with happy greeting | | | | | | | |
d237 | We have met in peace together | | | | | | | |
d238 | We love this outward world | | | | | | | |
d239 | We meet again in gladness | | | | | | | |
d240 | We sing the song the starry host | | | | | | | |
d241 | Welcome, welcome, quiet morning | | | | | | | |
d242 | What if the little rain drop should say | | | | | | | |
d243 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d244 | When before thy throne we kneel | | | | | | | |
d245 | When, for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
d246 | When o'er earth is breaking | | | | | | | |
d247 | When the morning bell is ringing | | | | | | | |
d248 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d249 | When warmer suns and bluer skies | | | | | | | |
d250 | When we devote our youth to God | | | | | | | |
d251 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d252 | While yet the youthful spirit bears | | | | | | | |
d253 | Will God, who made the earth and sea | | | | | | | |
d254 | With joy, kind parent, we have come | | | | | | | |
d255 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
d256 | Words are things of little cost, quickly spoken, quickly lost | | | | | | | |