# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | How happy is he born and [or] taught | | | | | | | |
102 | Alas for him who lives in vain | | | | | | | |
103 | Come holy children, rise | | | | | | | |
104 | God of the earnest heart | | | | | | | |
105 | Go forth to life, O child of earth | | | | | | | |
106 | Supreme and universal light | | | | | | | |
107 | Tell me not, in mournful numbers | | | | | | | |
108 | All around us, fair with flowers | | | | | | | |
109 | Life is not a fleeting shadow | | | | | | | |
110 | Father, hear the prayer we offer | | | | | | | |
111 | Day is breaking, earth is waking Darkness from the hills is gone | | | | | | | |
112 | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
113 | Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending | | | | | | | |
114 | From heaven above to earth I come | | | | | | | |
115 | In fair green fields of Palestine | | | | | | | |
116 | The Child of Nazareth grew up | | | | | | | |
117 | Blessing [blessings] on thee, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
118 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
119 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
120 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
121 | When long the soul had slept in chains | | | | | | | |
122 | When in our hearts rise angry thoughts | | | | | | | |
123 | On the dark wave of Galilee | | | | | | | |
124 | A voice upon the midnight air | | | | | | | |
125 | In the Savior's hour of death | | | | | | | |
126 | Mary sat at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
127 | O thou great Friend to all the sons of men | | | | | | | |
128 | O he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken | | | | | | | |
129 | Blest land of Judea, thrice hallowed in [of] song | | | | | | | |
130 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
131 | Up to the throne of God is borne | | | | | | | |
132 | O come, the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
133 | Now gathered here at morning | | | | | | | |
134 | In the morning I will pray For God's blessing | | | | | | | |
135 | While the stars unnumbered roll | | | | | | | |
136 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
137 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
138 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
139 | Now, from many a floweret fair | | | | | | | |
140 | Father, by thy love and power | | | | | | | |
141 | Part in peace with deep thanksgiving | | | | | | | |
142 | When warmer suns and bluer skies | | | | | | | |
143 | How glad the tone when summer's sun | | | | | | | |
144 | O Lord of seasons, unto Thee | | | | | | | |
145 | 'Tis winter now, the fallen [gleaming] snow | | | | | | | |
146 | God of the changing year, whose arm of power | | | | | | | |
147 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
148 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
149 | See the Lord, thy Keeper [Helper], stand | | | | | | | |
150 | Great Source of unexhausted good | | | | | | | |
151 | Great God, thy face I cannot see | | | | | | | |
152 | O worship the Lord, all glorious above | LYONS | | | | | | |
153 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
154 | Child amid [amidst] the flowers at play | | | | | | | |
155 | Thanks for mercies past, receive pardon | | | | | | | |
156 | As the sun's enlivening eye | | | | | | | |
157 | Father, now to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
158 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
159 | As every day, thy mercy spares | | | | | | | |
160 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
161 | Now send thy spirit down | | | | | | | |
162 | The breaking waves dashed high | | | | | | | |
163 | God is in his holy temple, Thoughts of earth, be silent now | | | | | | | |
164 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
165 | Peace of God, which knows no measure | | | | | | | |
166 | What if the little rain drop should say | | | | | | | |
167 | How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour | | | | | | | |
168 | Little drops of water | | | | | | | |
169 | Pluck the rose while blooming | | | | | | | |
170 | See the morning sunbeams | | | | | | | |
171 | Our Father, we thank thee for sleep | | | | | | | |
172 | Come, join the noble army | | | | | | | |
173 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
174 | Gone are those [the] great and good | | | | | | | |
175 | Another year is given | | | | | | | |
176 | Now let our lips unite | | | | | | | |
177 | The sweet June days are [have] come again | | | | | | | |
178 | Now one last song, and then we part | | | | | | | |
179 | Now to our loving Father God | | | | | | | |
180 | Approach not the altar | | | | | | | |
181 | I thank my God, who through the night | | | | | | | |
182 | God is my friend, I need not fear | | | | | | | |
183 | I used to think that yonder sky | | | | | | | |
184 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
185 | Shall this life of mine be wasted | | | | | | | |
186 | The bud will soon become a flower | | | | | | | |
187 | Felix trembled, long ago | | | | | | | |
188 | This is the first and great command | | | | | | | |
189 | Who is thy neighbor, he whom thou | | | | | | | |
190 | Ho ye that rest beneath the rock | | | | | | | |
191 | Have faith in man, thy brother | | | | | | | |
192 | Children, whom a mother's eye | | | | | | | |
193 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
194 | Another hand is beckoning us | | | | | | | |
195 | Thou art gone before us, brother | | | | | | | |
196 | Like shadows gliding o'er the plain | | | | | | | |
197 | Thou who hast called our being here | | | | | | | |
198 | The wild flower drinks the morning dew and greets the breezes free | | | | | | | |
199 | O thou who sendest sun and rain | | | | | | | |
200 | Now praise and thanks from all be given | | | | | | | |