# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A beautiful thought inhabits | | | | | | | |
d2 | A wonderful grace | | | | | | | |
d3 | Away, away, away | | | | | | | |
d4 | Christian workers now arise | | | | | | | |
d5 | Dear brother and sister | | | | | | | |
d6 | Far away, far away, there's a beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d7 | Go to Christ, O child | | | | | | | |
d8 | Gone, but not lost | | | | | | | |
d9 | Hark, I hear the Christmas bells | | | | | | | |
d10 | Haste, O, haste, away | | | | | | | |
d11 | Have you heard of that beautiful railroad | | | | | | | |
d12 | Hear me, O Savior, O list to my cry | | | | | | | |
d13 | Hold on to your tongue | | | | | | | |
d14 | How can you live without Jesus | | | | | | | |
d15 | How I long to be with Jesus | | | | | | | |
d16 | How kind the blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d17 | I cast my dying soul | | | | | | | |
d18 | I'm a little orphan child | | | | | | | |
d19 | I'm drawing near the boundary | | | | | | | |
d20 | I'm saved from sin | | | | | | | |
d21 | I'm watching and waiting | | | | | | | |
d22 | I'm your precious little darling | | | | | | | |
d23 | In the bright and sunny | | | | | | | |
d24 | I've been told there is a river | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesus in my prayer | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus knows my every thought | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus laid his robes aside | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus leadeth me | | | | | | | |
d29 | Lift up Jesus higher | | | | | | | |
d30 | Methinks I see the shadows | | | | | | | |
d31 | My morning of life | | | | | | | |
d32 | O let me know more | | | | | | | |
d33 | O yes, I am traveling | | | | | | | |
d34 | Oft the sun of life goes down | | | | | | | |
d35 | Say, what have you done | | | | | | | |
d36 | The harvest is past, and the reapers are gone | | | | | | | |
d37 | The morning of life is passing away | | | | | | | |
d38 | There is a stream whose crystal flood, Flows | | | | | | | |
d39 | Though the path be very narrow | | | | | | | |
d40 | We are climbing to the mountain | | | | | | | |
d41 | We are gathered together | | | | | | | |
d42 | We will never mind | | | | | | | |
d43 | Were only little children | | | | | | | |
d44 | We've joined Christ's | | | | | | | |
d45 | When the march of life is over with | | | | | | | |
d46 | Write thy name, O blessed | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]