# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d102 | I'm sailing o'er life's sunny seas | | | | | | | |
d103 | In darker days, and nights of storm | | | | | | | |
d104 | In the ages to come a good time shall appear | | | | | | | |
d105 | In the angel's home in glory | | | | | | | |
d106 | In the dark hour of peril | | | | | | | |
d107 | In the dim recess of thy spirit's chamber | | | | | | | |
d108 | In this vast temple of the soul | | | | | | | |
d109 | Into the silent land, Into the silent land | | | | | | | |
d110 | Is it fancy, it is dreaming | | | | | | | |
d111 | Is the [thy] cruse of comfort wasting [failing] | | | | | | | |
d112 | It was early night, and the moon's soft light | | | | | | | |
d113 | I've a beautiful home on the other shore | | | | | | | |
d114 | Joy to the world, the angels come | | | | | | | |
d115 | Keep pushing, 'tis wiser than sitting aside | | | | | | | |
d116 | Keep the heart young | | | | | | | |
d117 | Leaf by leaf the roses fall | | | | | | | |
d118 | Let the still air rejoice | | | | | | | |
d119 | Let your summer friends go by | | | | | | | |
d120 | Life of all being, throned afar | | | | | | | |
d121 | Like the arch of the rainbow | | | | | | | |
d122 | Little words of kindness whispered soft and low | | | | | | | |
d123 | Lo a cloud of guiding light | | | | | | | |
d124 | Lo in our heavenly father's house | | | | | | | |
d125 | Lo the Christ arisen | | | | | | | |
d126 | Lo tis unfurling the emblem of glory | | | | | | | |
d127 | Lo we all are rejoicing today | | | | | | | |
d128 | Love me, love me in the morning | | | | | | | |
d129 | Love on, love on, but not the empty things | | | | | | | |
d130 | Love paternal, great and holy | | | | | | | |
d131 | Loves that in the past lie scattered | | | | | | | |
d132 | Make your home beautiful | | | | | | | |
d133 | Merrily, merrily ring the bells | | | | | | | |
d134 | More than building a showy mansion | | | | | | | |
d135 | Morn amid the mountains | | | | | | | |
d136 | Mother, watch the little feet | | | | | | | |
d137 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d138 | Nay, speak no ill, a kindly word | | | | | | | |
d139 | Night sinks on the wave | | | | | | | |
d140 | Night's ample folds were twined around | | | | | | | |
d141 | No clouds are in the morning sky | | | | | | | |
d142 | Not in vain the large eyed prophets | | | | | | | |
d143 | Not to a [the] man of dollars | | | | | | | |
d144 | O angel of the land of peace | | | | | | | |
d145 | O beautiful, beautiful visions of joy | | | | | | | |
d146 | O come, gentle peace, from thy heaven descend | | | | | | | |
d147 | O come, let us gather round the hearth-stone | | | | | | | |
d148 | O come with me, and sing with glee | | | | | | | |
d149 | O Father, hear, the way is dark | | | | | | | |
d150 | O Father, in this trial hour | | | | | | | |
d151 | O give me a harp on the bright hills of glory | | | | | | | |
d152 | O, guide thy bark with care, my child | | | | | | | |
d153 | O have you not heard of a [that] beautiful stream | | | | | | | |
d154 | O hours most sacred to the soul | | | | | | | |
d155 | O I am so weary, weary | | | | | | | |
d156 | O I love the sparkling fountains | | | | | | | |
d157 | O land of bliss, my heart now turns | | | | | | | |
d158 | O land so full of breaking hearts | | | | | | | |
d159 | O let not your hearts be troubled | | | | | | | |
d160 | O life, beautiful life, thy glories unveiled | | | | | | | |
d161 | O mother, sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
d162 | O, no not for thee can I sing | | | | | | | |
d163 | O not through seemly forms or creeds | | | | | | | |
d164 | O radiant sun of Truth divine | | | | | | | |
d165 | O sail from out the sunrise | | | | | | | |
d166 | O sometimes gleams upon our [my] sight | | | | | | | |
d167 | O soul, begin thy mighty quest | | | | | | | |
d168 | O spirit, freed from earth, Rejoice | | | | | | | |
d169 | O sweetly sinks this life of ours | | | | | | | |
d170 | O the budding leaves of springtime | | | | | | | |
d171 | O the firm old Rock | | | | | | | |
d172 | O the merry summer days | | | | | | | |
d173 | O thou to whom in ancient time | | | | | | | |
d174 | O when we hear the music ringing | | | | | | | |
d175 | On the shore beyond the river | | | | | | | |
d176 | One by one, the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |
d177 | Our earth is green with martyrs' graves | | | | | | | |
d178 | Our Father God who art in heaven, all hallowed | | | | | | | |
d179 | Our lyceum, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
d180 | Our native land, our native land | | | | | | | |
d181 | Peace, the welcome sound proclaim | | | | | | | |
d182 | Press on, press on, ye brave and true | | | | | | | |
d183 | Rap, rap, rap, Rap, rap, rap | | | | | | | |
d184 | Rattle the windows, wind | | | | | | | |
d185 | Reverent listen, the power of an angel | | | | | | | |
d186 | Ring out the old, ring in the new | | | | | | | |
d187 | Say not the law divine is hidden far from thee | | | | | | | |
d188 | Scatter the germs of the beautiful | | | | | | | |
d189 | Shall trees live for ages | | | | | | | |
d190 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d191 | She doth not chide | | | | | | | |
d192 | She's crossed the shining river | | | | | | | |
d193 | Should somber clouds of sorrows rise | | | | | | | |
d194 | Sleep, little baby, sleep | | | | | | | |
d195 | Sleep on your pillows, earth's dearest and best | | | | | | | |
d196 | Slowly, by thy [God's] hand unfurled | | | | | | | |
d197 | Soft flowing river, star lighted stream | | | | | | | |
d198 | Softly evening shades are stealing | | | | | | | |
d199 | Someone has gone from this strange world | | | | | | | |
d200 | Sorrowful mourner, silently weep | | | | | | | |