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d1 | A poor afflicted child , I kneel | | | | | | | |
d2 | A sinner, Lord, behold I stand | | | | | | | |
d3 | Almighty God, I'm very ill | | | | | | | |
d4 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
d5 | As infants once to Christ were brought | | | | | | | |
d6 | As Mary sat at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come, my love, and do not spurn | | | | | | | |
d8 | Dear Lord, let not thine anger rise | | | | | | | |
d9 | God is so good that he will hear | | | | | | | |
d10 | How dreadful, Lord, will be the day When all the tribes of | | | | | | | |
d11 | How kind, in all his works and ways | | | | | | | |
d12 | How long, sometimes, a day appears [the days appear] | | | | | | | |
d13 | How many poor indigent people I see | | | | | | | |
d14 | I saw the glorious sun arise | | | | | | | |
d15 | I thank the goodness and the grace | | | | | | | |
d16 | I thank the Lord, who lives on high | | | | | | | |
d17 | In a modest humble mind | | | | | | | |
d18 | Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, Once became | | | | | | | |
d19 | Jesus, that [the] [thou] condescending king | | | | | | | |
d20 | Lo at noon 'tis sudden night | | | | | | | |
d21 | Lord, hear a sinful child complain | | | | | | | |
d22 | Lord, I confess before thy face | | | | | | | |
d23 | Lord, I have dared to disobey | | | | | | | |
d24 | Lord, I have passed another day | | | | | | | |
d25 | Lord, I would own thy tender [every] care | | | | | | | |
d26 | Lord, thou hast heard my humble voice | | | | | | | |
d27 | Lord, what is life, 'Tis like [but] a flower | | | | | | | |
d28 | Love and kindness we may measure | | | | | | | |
d29 | My Father, I thank thee for sleep | | | | | | | |
d30 | My father, my mother, I know | | | | | | | |
d31 | My heavenly Father, I confess | | | | | | | |
d32 | Now condescend, almighty king | | | | | | | |
d33 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
d34 | O that it were my chief delight | | | | | | | |
d35 | Shall I presume to venture near | | | | | | | |
d36 | Since, mighty God, my health and ease | | | | | | | |
d37 | Tell me, mamma, if I must die | | | | | | | |
d38 | The God of heaven is pleased to see | | | | | | | |
d39 | The morning hours of cheerful light | | | | | | | |
d40 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d41 | Though God preserve me every hour | | | | | | | |
d42 | We've passed a pleasant Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d43 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
d44 | What is this little grassy mound | | | | | | | |
d45 | When a foolish thought within | | | | | | | |
d46 | When, for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
d47 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
d48 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d49 | When sweet summer flowers appear | | | | | | | |
d50 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d51 | Where is the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
d52 | Where should I be, if God should say | | | | | | | |