The Canadian Sunday School Harp

#TextTuneText InfoTune InfoTextScorePage ScanAudio
d101Now is past the time of teaching
d102Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending
d103O childhood's happy voice
d104O come, children, come, to the fountain draw near
d105O come, let us sing, our youthful hearts
d106O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend
d107O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice
d108O have you not heard of a [that] beautiful stream
d109O how lovely, O how lovely
d110O how my spirit longs for thee
d111O if my house is built upon a rock
d112O remember the Sabbath school
d113O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh
d114O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
d115O to be there, where never tears of sorrow
d116O what can little hands, little hands do
d117O'er the flowing river
d118Oft as I rove, in thoughtless mood
d119Once upon the heaving stormy ocean
d120Out on an ocean all boundless we ride
d121Over the mountains, barren and cold
d122Pleasant is the Sabbath bell
d123Please to watch us, blessed Savior
d124Precious Savior of salvation
d125Ring out, ring out, sweet silver bells
d126Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows
d127Round the throne in [of] glory, Happy children
d128Scatter smiles, bright smiles
d129Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod
d130Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges
d131Shepherd of thy little flock
d132Sinner [sinners] go [come], will you go
d133Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary]
d134Sunday, sacred day of rest
d135Suppose the [a] little cowslip
d136Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d137Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d138Sweet music it be to dwell secure
d139Sweetly let's join our evening prayers
d140Sweetly sing, sweetly sing praises
d141Teacher, watch the little feet
d142Teachers, tell us of the night
d143The Bible, sacred book divine
d144The children are gathering from near and from far
d145The Lord into his garden comes
d146The pearly gates are open wide, I see the bright array
d147The sea is wildly tossing
d148The sun shines bright and it pours its light
d149The valleys and the mountains
d150There is a better world, they say
d151There is a glorious world of light
d152There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d153There is a Rose whose beauties grace
d154There is a world of beauty
d155There's a beautiful home for thee, brother
d156There's a beautiful home in a far distant land
d157There's a beauty in the sunshine
d158There's a home for the poor on that beautiful shore
d159There's a song the angels sing
d160There's many a poor little boy
d161This is a precious book indeed
d162This is not my [a] place of resting
d163This life is a battle 'gainst Satan and sin
d164This life is a battle with Satan and sin
d165This world is all full of joy to me
d166Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
d167Though children in stature and years
d168Though the days are dark with trouble
d169To our dear Sabbath [Sunday] school there ought
d170Traveler, whither art thou going
d171'Twas Jesus, my Savior, who died on the [a] tree [cross]
d172Very little things are we
d173We are going, going, going
d174We are joyously voyaging
d175We are out on the ocean sailing
d176We are waiting by the river
d177We come this day to praise
d178We leave the [this] world of care
d179We sing the praise of Jesus, the holy Lamb of God
d180We soon shall leave this foreign land
d181We three kings of [from] Orient are
d182We won't [we'll not] give up the Bible, God's holy book of truth
d183Weary wanderer o'er the main
d184Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d185We're a happy band of scholars
d186What to me are earth's pleasures
d187When Jesus, the meek, and the lowly, was here
d188When light comes o'er the plain
d189When the morning light drives away the night
d190When the tempest rages high
d191Where do we love to go
d192Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger
d193Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array
d194Who shall sing if not the children
d195Why should I be sad or fearful
d196Would you be as angels are
d197Ye who know your sins forgiven
d198Youthful pilgrims, whither bound

[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
Suggestions or corrections? Contact us