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d1 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
d2 | All hail the great Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
d3 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
d4 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d5 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my [each] mind | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come, let us join | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dear Savior, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
d13 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d14 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d15 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
d16 | Go to thy rest, my [dear] [fair] child | | | | | | | |
d17 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
d18 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d19 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d21 | Hark, the morning bells are ringing Children, haste without delay | | | | | | | |
d22 | Hear we [ye] not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
d23 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
d24 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d25 | How glorious is our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d26 | How happy those dear children were | | | | | | | |
d27 | How many a rose of beauty | | | | | | | |
d28 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d29 | Humble praises, holy Jesus, Infant voices raise | | | | | | | |
d30 | I love thy Zion, Lord | | | | | | | |
d31 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
d32 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus says that we must love him | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d37 | Lord, teach us [me] how to pray aright | | | | | | | |
d38 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d39 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d40 | Mourn not ye [ye not], whose child hath found Purer skies | | | | | | | |
d41 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d42 | My Father, when I come to thee | | | | | | | |
d43 | My God, what silken [gentle] cords are thine | | | | | | | |
d44 | Night gathered o'er | | | | | | | |
d45 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
d46 | O Lord, forgive a sinful child | | | | | | | |
d47 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d48 | O that the Lord would teach my tongue | | | | | | | |
d49 | O where but to thee Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | O where is now that glowing love | | | | | | | |
d51 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d52 | Our Father, full of grace divine | | | | | | | |
d53 | Permit me, Lord, to seek Thy face | | | | | | | |
d54 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d55 | Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding | | | | | | | |
d56 | See, another week is gone | | | | | | | |
d57 | Soon will set the Sabbath sun | | | | | | | |
d58 | Teach us, O Father, how to pray | | | | | | | |
d59 | Ten thousand different flowers | | | | | | | |
d60 | The lillies of the field, that quickly fade away | | | | | | | |
d61 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
d62 | The morning sky [sun] is bright and clear | | | | | | | |
d63 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d64 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
d65 | 'Twas God who made the earth and skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d66 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d67 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d68 | What a mercy, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d69 | When Jesus to the temple came | | | | | | | |
d70 | When our fathers long ago | | | | | | | |
d71 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d72 | When the streamlet is flowing | | | | | | | |
d73 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d74 | Why should cold or stormy weather | | | | | | | |
d75 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |