# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | O Food of weary pilgrims love | | | | | | | |
d102 | O God, how ought my grateful heart | | | | | | | |
d103 | O Godhead hid, devoutly I adore thee | | | | | | | |
d104 | O heart of Mary, pure and fair | | | | | | | |
d105 | O holy night the stars are brightly shining | | | | | | | |
d106 | O Jesus, Lord, most mighty King | | | | | | | |
d107 | O Lord, I am not worthy | | | | | | | |
d108 | O Mary, dearest mother | | | | | | | |
d109 | O mother blest, whom God bestows | | | | | | | |
d110 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d111 | O purest of creatures, sweet mother, sweet maid | | | | | | | |
d112 | O queen of the holy rosary! O bless us as we pray | | | | | | | |
d113 | O sacred heart, O heart of Jesus dear | | | | | | | |
d114 | O sacred heart, O love divine, Do keep us near to thee | | | | | | | |
d115 | O sacred heart, our home lies deep in thee | | | | | | | |
d116 | O sing the great apostle | | | | | | | |
d117 | O thou eternal King most high | | | | | | | |
d118 | O thou immortal Light divine | | | | | | | |
d119 | O turn to Jesus, mother, turn | | | | | | | |
d120 | O vision bright, the land of light | | | | | | | |
d121 | O what could my Jesus do more | | | | | | | |
d122 | O when shall we with angels bright | | | | | | | |
d123 | On this day we ask to share | | | | | | | |
d124 | Praise to the Holiest in the height | | | | | | | |
d125 | Pray for the dead, though faithful they | | | | | | | |
d126 | Queen and mother many hearts | | | | | | | |
d127 | Raise your voices, vales and mountains | | | | | | | |
d128 | Rose of the cross, thou mystic flower | | | | | | | |
d129 | Saint Anthony we turn to thee | | | | | | | |
d130 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d131 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d132 | Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory, of his flesh | | | | | | | |
d133 | Sing, sing, ye angel [angelic] bands | | | | | | | |
d134 | Sleep, holy Babe, upon thy [your] mother's | | | | | | | |
d135 | Soul of my Savior, sanctify my breast | | | | | | | |
d136 | Star of Jacob, ever beaming | | | | | | | |
d137 | Stars of glory, shine more brightly | | | | | | | |
d138 | Sweet sacrament divine, hid in thine earthly home | | | | | | | |
d139 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d140 | The clouds hang thick o'er Isr'l's camp | | | | | | | |
d141 | The day is o'er, the moon serenely | | | | | | | |
d142 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d143 | The Lord, whom earth and air and sea | | | | | | | |
d144 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
d145 | This is the image of the [our] queen | | | | | | | |
d146 | Thou who, hero like, hast striven | | | | | | | |
d147 | Thy children humbly bending | | | | | | | |
d148 | 'Tis no earthly summer's ray | | | | | | | |
d149 | 'Tis the month of our Mother, the sweet month of May | | | | | | | |
d150 | To Jesus' heart all burning with fervent love for men | | | | | | | |
d151 | To kneel at thine altar, in faith we draw near | | | | | | | |
d152 | To the name that brings salvation | | | | | | | |
d153 | Uplift the voice and sing | | | | | | | |
d154 | What beauteous sun surpassing Star | | | | | | | |
d155 | What happiness can equal mine | | | | | | | |
d156 | What lovely infant can this be | | | | | | | |
d157 | What mortal tongue can sing thy [your] praise | | | | | | | |
d158 | When evening shades are falling | | | | | | | |
d159 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d160 | Whither thus, in holy rapture | | | | | | | |
d161 | Word of God to earth descending | | | | | | | |
d162 | Ye sons and daughters of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d163 | Ye souls of the faithful, who sleep in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d164 | Yes, heaven is the prize | | | | | | | |