# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Gather up the fragments | | | | | | | |
102 | Only an armour-bearer, firmly I stand | | | | | | | |
103 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
104 | We're marching to Canaan with banner and song | | | | | | | |
105 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
106 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
107 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
108 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
109 | Oh! sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
110 | God bless our Sunday school | | | | | | | |
111 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
112 | Father, bless our school today | | | | | | | |
113 | Holy Spirit, hear us | | | | | | | |
114 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
115 | Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire | | | | | | | |
116 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
117 | My God! is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
118 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
119 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
120 | Jesus, blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
121 | Our Father, God, who art in heaven | | | | | | | |
122 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
123 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
124 | More love to thee, O Christ | | | | | | | |
125 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
126 | My father, I would be thy child | | | | | | | |
127 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
128 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
129 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
130 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
131 | Jesus, name all names above | | | | | | | |
132 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
133 | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
134 | I need thee every hour | | | | | | | |
135 | Dear Saviour, from thy throne above | | | | | | | |
136 | Let us sing, with one accord | | | | | | | |
137 | Hear the song through heaven ringing | | | | | | | |
138 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
139 | Sing with a tuneful spirit | | | | | | | |
140 | Glory be to God the Father | | | | | | | |
141 | Praise the Lord! praise him! | | | | | | | |
142 | With joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
143 | The trees are crowned with glory | | | | | | | |
144 | Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty | | | | | | | |
145 | Glory to the Father give | | | | | | | |
146 | In happy song our voices we will raise | | | | | | | |
147 | If you have a pleasant thought | | | | | | | |
148 | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
149 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
150 | We praise thee, O God! for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
151 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise | | | | | | | |
152 | O day of rest and gladness | | | | | | | |
153 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
154 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
155 | Welcome, delightful morn | | | | | | | |
156 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
157 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
158 | Holy Bible, book divine | | | | | | | |
159 | No book is like the Bible | | | | | | | |
160 | Repeat the story o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
161 | The gospel bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
162 | Tell me the old, old story | | | | | | | |
163 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
164 | Hark! the Christmas bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
165 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
166 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
167 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
168 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
169 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
170 | Glory to God in the highest | | | | | | | |
171 | We three kings of Orient are | | | | | | | |
172 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
173 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
174 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
175 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
176 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
177 | Christ, the Lord, is risen today | | | | | | | |
178 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
179 | Entered the holy place above | | | | | | | |
180 | Lift up, O little children | | | | | | | |
181 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
182 | A better day is coming | | | | | | | |
183 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
184 | Tell it out among the nations that the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
185 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
186 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
187 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
188 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
189 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus, gentle Saviour | | | | | | | |
191 | If I come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
192 | We'll try to be like Jesus | | | | | | | |
193 | Saviour, bless a little child | | | | | | | |
194 | Jesus, high in glory | | | | | | | |
195 | Gentle Jesus, meek and mild | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus, holy, undefiled | | | | | | | |
197 | Jesus loves the little children | | | | | | | |
198 | Little drops of water | | | | | | | |
199 | Do no sinful action | | | | | | | |
200 | Never lose the golden rule | | | | | | | |