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d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d3 | A crown of glory bright | | | | | | | |
d4 | A little child may do much good | | | | | | | |
d5 | A word, how oft its gentle power | | | | | | | |
d6 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d8 | Although I am a sinful child | | | | | | | |
d9 | Angels are hovering round | | | | | | | |
d10 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d11 | Auch dieser Tag ist wieder hin | | | | | | | |
d12 | Auf den Auen jener Freuden | | | | | | | |
d13 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
d15 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d16 | Brother, you may work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d17 | Bury thy sorrow, the world has its share | | | | | | | |
d18 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d19 | Carol, carol, Christians, carol joyfully | | | | | | | |
d20 | Chide mildly the erring | | | | | | | |
d21 | Children, come and learn the story | | | | | | | |
d22 | Children, come, will you come | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come boys, come girls, won't you volunteer | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come children, join to [and] sing | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, dear children, seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, let us sweetly sing, join in full chorus | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, little children, O come unto me | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come unto me [him], when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d32 | Dear Jesus ever at my side, How loving must | | | | | | | |
d33 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d34 | Far out upon the prairie | | | | | | | |
d35 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d36 | Frail is my bark and stormy is the ocean | | | | | | | |
d37 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d38 | Gathering homeward from every land | | | | | | | |
d39 | Gladly we come to our Sabbath home | | | | | | | |
d40 | Glory to God in the highest, Glory to God | | | | | | | |
d41 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
d42 | Great God, with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hark, 'tis the watchman's cry | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d46 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d47 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d49 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
d50 | Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d51 | Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d52 | High we raise our hallelujahs | | | | | | | |
d53 | Home, dear home, we never can forget | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hushed be my murmurings | | | | | | | |
d55 | I have a home above, from sin and sorrow free | | | | | | | |
d56 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d57 | I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek | | | | | | | |
d58 | I will sing for Jesus, With his blood | | | | | | | |
d59 | If I were an angel, with a bright and starry crown | | | | | | | |
d60 | If you cannot on the ocean sail among [amongst] the swiftest fleet | | | | | | | |
d61 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
d62 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d63 | I'm going to be a soldier | | | | | | | |
d64 | I'm trying to climb up Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d65 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d66 | I've read of a world of beauty | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, dear, I come to thee | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, how can I but love thee | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus, tender Savior, hast thou died for me | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus, to thy dear arms I flee | | | | | | | |
d75 | Joy, joy, joy, there is joy in heaven | | | | | | | |
d76 | Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers | | | | | | | |
d77 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d78 | Let me go where saints are going | | | | | | | |
d79 | Like the heroes who gave us the land that we love | | | | | | | |
d80 | List, the Sabbath bells so merrily ringing | | | | | | | |
d81 | Listen to the roses | | | | | | | |
d82 | Little children, Jesus calls you | | | | | | | |
d83 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d84 | Live on the field of battle | | | | | | | |
d85 | Lord, I approach the [thy] mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d86 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d87 | Loving Savior, to thy bosom | | | | | | | |
d88 | Menschen, unser Leben eilt, Ohne Rast und unverwailt | | | | | | | |
d89 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d90 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d91 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d92 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d93 | My heavenly home is bright and fair we'll be gathered home | | | | | | | |
d94 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d95 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d96 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d97 | Never be afraid to speak for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d98 | No mortal eye that land hath seen | | | | | | | |
d99 | Nothing but leaves the spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
d100 | O come, children, come, to the Savior today | | | | | | | |