| A happy band of children, we greet you with a song | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Along the track of youth we fly | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Bring roses rare and lilies fair | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Children, who was crucified? | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| City of God, majestic, fair | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Down through the hoary aisles of time | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Educate the children to be brave and pure and true | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Flag of America | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| For God, from whom all blessings flow | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| For the hand that blesseth ever | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Forget me not, we often say | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| From the woods, and fields, and bowers | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Give as the Lord hath blessed thy store | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Higher than the mountain top | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am the Door, if any man | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am the life of the world below | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am the Truth, eternal | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| I am the Way, walk ye therein | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| If birdies sing their praise to God | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| If you would help the Savior's cause | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| I'll sing of the goodness of God to me | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| In the battle here with sin | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| In these days when truth and error | William E. Penney (Author) | English | 5 |
| Joy, joy, joy, is the song the angels sing | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Live not as to thyself alone | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| My Redeemer, how the words | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Once more the world looks back along | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| Over death's dark river they are passing, one by one | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Over the mountains, the mountains of sin | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 5 |
| Ring, ye bells, from steeples high | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Say, do we gather grapes of thorns | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Shade of the everlasting Rock | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Shadows may darken our pathway | W. E. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Silently as twilight shadows | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 5 |
| Sing a glorious song of the harvest home | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Sitting at the feet of Jesus, even as Mary did of old | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Some day the world beneath my feet | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Sweetly ring your snowy bells | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| The ark of salvation floats over life's sea | William E. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| The parting hour must surely come | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| The road is straight and graded well | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| The world is so great, and so little am I | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| There will be no parting pain | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| There's a sound of marching feet | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Though the winds may blow and the tears may flow | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| Today the people raise | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| Today we sing thy matchless fame | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| Unshaken by the flight of time | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| Upon the Savior's brow doth rest | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| We are climbing Jacob's ladder, Onward, upward, every day | W. E. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| We are earnest toilers on life's fruitful field | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 6 |
| We are marching, onward marching, To the end its weal or woe | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| We are Zion's cadets, 'tis our joy and pride | W. E. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| We through the wilderness must go | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| We're going to enter the pearly gates | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| What do the bells in the steeple say | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 6 |
| When night her solemn anthem sings | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| When sunshine floods thine earthly way | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| When tempted to do that you know is not right | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| When we are tempted or when we do wrong | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| When your feet are placed in the narrow way | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| While sailing over life's stormy seas, With sails outspread to catch the breeze | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 4 |
| Who is he who bursts the tomb | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 3 |
| With sorrowful hearts we meet today | William Edward Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
| With their robes made white as snow | Wm. Edw. Penney (Author) | English | 2 |
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