# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d1 | A band of children, Jesus | | | | | | | |
d2 | A happy band each Sabbath | | | | | | | |
d3 | Abide with us, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d4 | All day long have I gleaned | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d6 | And a little child shall lead them | | | | | | | |
d7 | Are you walking with the Savior, In the true | | | | | | | |
d8 | Awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d9 | Away, away o'er the ocean wave | | | | | | | |
d10 | Believe on the Lord, He is ready and waits | | | | | | | |
d11 | Beyond the hills where suns go down | | | | | | | |
d12 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blessed Savior, ever near | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brightly, sweetly, toiling for the Master | | | | | | | |
d15 | Cast thy burdens on the Lord | | | | | | | |
d16 | Chime on, sweet bells of Easter | | | | | | | |
d17 | Christian, thy night may be long | | | | | | | |
d18 | Clinging to Jesus fondly am I | | | | | | | |
d19 | Close to the cross, O Lord, I stand | | | | | | | |
d20 | Closer, still closer, my Savior, to thee | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come all ye [you] saints of God | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Day by day we're marching on | | | | | | | |
d24 | Dear Savior, help thy little ones | | | | | | | |
d25 | Ere you left your room this morning | | | | | | | |
d26 | Father, I come to thee, in my humility | | | | | | | |
d27 | Father, I scarcely dare to pray | | | | | | | |
d28 | Fierce was the tempest wild | | | | | | | |
d29 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d30 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
d31 | Go through the gates, prepare ye the way | | | | | | | |
d32 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d34 | He is able to deliver, sing the joyful strain | | | | | | | |
d35 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d36 | Ho, everyone that thirsteth | | | | | | | |
d37 | How can I win my reprieve | | | | | | | |
d38 | How dear to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d39 | I am coming, Lord, to thee, with a trembling heart | | | | | | | |
d40 | I dare not idle stand | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have work enough to do, Ere the sun goes down | | | | | | | |
d42 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d43 | I think of a home in the sweet by and by | | | | | | | |
d44 | I think that I hear | | | | | | | |
d45 | I'll not give up the Bible | | | | | | | |
d46 | I'm a little pilgrim on my way to heaven | | | | | | | |
d47 | In Judea's peaceful valley | | | | | | | |
d48 | In my Father's house are mansions | | | | | | | |
d49 | In some way or other, the Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
d50 | In the bright, glowing pages | | | | | | | |
d51 | In the Lamb's book of life that is kept | | | | | | | |
d52 | In the palace of the king | | | | | | | |
d53 | In the vineyard of the Master | | | | | | | |
d54 | I've a dear Savior, ready to listen | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, from thy throne [home] on high | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus sat by the well | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
d59 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d60 | Just across the river | | | | | | | |
d61 | Let us be patient, patient | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lift up the standard now for the Savior | | | | | | | |
d63 | Like a shepherd, his flock he'll feed | | | | | | | |
d64 | Like ships on sea our heart | | | | | | | |
d65 | Little lips may sing | | | | | | | |
d66 | Long and patiently he's | | | | | | | |
d67 | Lord, a little band, and lowly, We are come | | | | | | | |
d68 | Marching on to battle | | | | | | | |
d69 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d70 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d71 | My Savior keeps me company | | | | | | | |
d72 | Nearing the crystal sea | | | | | | | |
d73 | Not far, not far from the kingdom, Yet in the shadow of sin | | | | | | | |
d74 | O come, 'tis a bright Sabbath morning | | | | | | | |
d75 | O come to the fountain of love today | | | | | | | |
d76 | O God of heaven and earth, arise | | | | | | | |
d77 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d78 | O happy day when the children | | | | | | | |
d79 | O hark, the dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d80 | O matchless love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d81 | O soul, look up and thou shalt see | | | | | | | |
d82 | O spirit of song, go forth | | | | | | | |
d83 | O the Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
d84 | O wonderful place where Jesus prayed | | | | | | | |
d85 | Oft the precious golden promise | | | | | | | |
d86 | Once more we come to praise | | | | | | | |
d87 | One by one the loving master | | | | | | | |
d88 | Over the river they beckon to me | | | | | | | |
d89 | Put on the gospel armor | | | | | | | |
d90 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d91 | See the pilgrims on their journey | | | | | | | |
d92 | Send a shout along the line | | | | | | | |
d93 | Shall I meet you in the golden morning | | | | | | | |
d94 | Soldiers, true and faithful, hear the trumpets call | | | | | | | |
d95 | Stars, that on your wondrous way, Travel | | | | | | | |
d96 | The fields are all white and the reapers are few | | | | | | | |
d97 | The glory of the King of Kings | | | | | | | |
d98 | The Lord is my Shepherd | | | | | | | |
d99 | The narrow way with thorns | | | | | | | |
d100 | There are happy golden days | | | | | | | |