# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A dear little bird, high up in | | | | | | | |
d2 | Beyond the blue ocean | | | | | | | |
d3 | Breezes soft and balmy | | | | | | | |
d4 | Can we see the flowers grow | | | | | | | |
d5 | Chase the ugly frown away | | | | | | | |
d6 | Clover white and clover red | | | | | | | |
d7 | Daisies o'er meadow smiling | | | | | | | |
d8 | Dandelion, dandelion | | | | | | | |
d9 | Don't you wish that we could see him | | | | | | | |
d10 | Every day, every day, God's | | | | | | | |
d11 | Every little flower that grows | | | | | | | |
d12 | From earth to sky | | | | | | | |
d13 | Go, little pennies, haste | | | | | | | |
d14 | Happy birthday, little friend | | | | | | | |
d15 | Hear the bells for service ring | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hear the patter of the feet | | | | | | | |
d17 | I know a secret, a beautiful secret | | | | | | | |
d18 | Jesus blest the little children, In the long ago | | | | | | | |
d19 | Jesus, Friend of children, Keep us by thy side | | | | | | | |
d20 | Jesus is our dearest Friend | | | | | | | |
d21 | Jesus, our dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d22 | Jesus, our Savior, is risen today | | | | | | | |
d23 | Let our songs of gladness swell | | | | | | | |
d24 | Listen, little brooklet, do you know | | | | | | | |
d25 | Little birds are we | | | | | | | |
d26 | Little children, sing for joy | | | | | | | |
d27 | Little heart doors, open wide | | | | | | | |
d28 | Little ones may sing praise | | | | | | | |
d29 | Little sunbeam airy sunbeam | | | | | | | |
d30 | Many little children far away | | | | | | | |
d31 | Missionaries we may be | | | | | | | |
d32 | Onward, onward, little children | | | | | | | |
d33 | Our glad promotion day has come | | | | | | | |
d34 | Praise the dear Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
d35 | Remember your Creator, Now in the time of youth | | | | | | | |
d36 | Shepherds guard their sheep | | | | | | | |
d37 | Shining little candles, burning | | | | | | | |
d38 | The birds are singing, thank you | | | | | | | |
d39 | The little bird where'er it rests | | | | | | | |
d40 | These little hands belong to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d41 | This is the day that our Father names | | | | | | | |
d42 | This is the way the birdies fly | | | | | | | |
d43 | Tiny little rose buds grow | | | | | | | |
d44 | Watch and pray, fight | | | | | | | |
d45 | We greet you all | | | | | | | |
d46 | We'll give our hands to God | | | | | | | |
d47 | We're builders for the Savior | | | | | | | |
d48 | We've a message sweet to bring | | | | | | | |
d49 | What a joyful carol little ones can sing | | | | | | | |
d50 | When autumn winds begin to blow | | | | | | | |
d51 | When I lie down to sleep at night | | | | | | | |
d52 | Who will try to be a sunbeam | | | | | | | |
d53 | Working for the Savior | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]