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d1 | A glorious day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d2 | Admitted where Thy truths are taught | | | | | | | |
d3 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
d4 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away to Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
d6 | Be the little ones instructed, Taught the knowledge | | | | | | | |
d7 | Behold the ark of God, behold the open door | | | | | | | |
d8 | Children, there was a little child | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come, let us join our Lord to praise, Whose mercy knows no end | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, let us join our notes of praise | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, little children, hearken your shepherd's voice to hear | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d14 | Days of summer's glory | | | | | | | |
d15 | Dear children, while you sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d16 | Father, once more let grateful praise | | | | | | | |
d17 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d18 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d19 | Give me thine heart, thus saith the Word | | | | | | | |
d20 | Go, herald of salvation, Go, messenger of bliss | | | | | | | |
d21 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
d22 | Hail, delightful Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d23 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d24 | Hail, pastor, hail, behold a throng | | | | | | | |
d25 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d26 | Happy the child, whose youngest [early] [tender] years | | | | | | | |
d27 | Hark, the sounds of gladness | | | | | | | |
d28 | Hark to the lofty strains of joy | | | | | | | |
d29 | Hear we [ye] not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
d30 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
d31 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d32 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
d33 | How meek was Christ, the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d34 | How sad it is when children | | | | | | | |
d35 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d36 | Humble praises, holy Jesus, Infant voices raise | | | | | | | |
d37 | I love to have the Sabbath come, for then I rise | | | | | | | |
d38 | I love to see the glowing sun | | | | | | | |
d39 | I must not sin as many do, lest I lie down in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d40 | If you will turn away from sin | | | | | | | |
d41 | In life's first morn of early youth | | | | | | | |
d42 | In sweetest accents let us hear | | | | | | | |
d43 | In thy presence I am happy | | | | | | | |
d44 | Indulgent God of love and power | | | | | | | |
d45 | Jerusalem, Jerusalem, would God I were in thee | | | | | | | |
d46 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d47 | Jesus, hear a weeping mourner | | | | | | | |
d48 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d49 | Let children that would fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | Let every heart rejoice and sing, Let choral anthems | | | | | | | |
d51 | Let me think, if I were dying | | | | | | | |
d52 | Let others slight God's holy book | | | | | | | |
d53 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
d54 | Lord, can a simple child like me | | | | | | | |
d55 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d56 | Love is the theme of saints above | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lovely sister, thou art sleeping | | | | | | | |
d58 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d59 | Mother, weep not | | | | | | | |
d60 | My days on earth, how swift they run | | | | | | | |
d61 | My earthly friends are kind | | | | | | | |
d62 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d63 | My heavenly Father, all I see around me and above | | | | | | | |
d64 | My Sabbath school | | | | | | | |
d65 | Now spring again in living | | | | | | | |
d66 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
d67 | Now we come a youthful band | | | | | | | |
d68 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d69 | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
d70 | O Jesus, our Lord, thy name be adored | | | | | | | |
d71 | O Lord, forgive a sinful child | | | | | | | |
d72 | O Lord, lift up the light | | | | | | | |
d73 | O mark the withered leaves | | | | | | | |
d74 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
d75 | O thou whom high archangels praise | | | | | | | |
d76 | O thou whose mercy guides my way | | | | | | | |
d77 | O who are they that venture near | | | | | | | |
d78 | O'er torrid wastes | | | | | | | |
d79 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d80 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d81 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
d82 | Our country, 'tis a glorious | | | | | | | |
d83 | Our eyes have seen the rosy | | | | | | | |
d84 | Our Father, full of grace divine | | | | | | | |
d85 | Our Father sits on yonder throne | | | | | | | |
d86 | Our Savior's voice is soft and sweet | | | | | | | |
d87 | Poor little heathen boy | | | | | | | |
d88 | Regard the words of sacred truth | | | | | | | |
d89 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
d90 | Rich is the sacred song that swells | | | | | | | |
d91 | Saints with pious zeal attending | | | | | | | |
d92 | Stay, fellow soldier, stay | | | | | | | |
d93 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d94 | The dear bud we cherished | | | | | | | |
d95 | The God of heaven is pleased to see | | | | | | | |
d96 | The God of nature and of grace | | | | | | | |
d97 | The light of Sabbath eve is fading | | | | | | | |
d98 | The lillies of the field, that quickly fade away | | | | | | | |
d99 | The mellow eve is gliding, serenely down the west | | | | | | | |
d100 | The morning breaks | | | | | | | |