# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Again we've seen the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d2 | Almighty God, by thy great power | | | | | | | |
d3 | Almighty God, to thee on high | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty God, who dwellest high | | | | | | | |
d5 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
d6 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
d7 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
d8 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d9 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
d10 | By Jesus' pure example taught | | | | | | | |
d11 | Called by the Sabbath bells away | | | | | | | |
d12 | Father in heaven, thy ceaseless love | | | | | | | |
d13 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d14 | Glory to our heavenly King, Bounteous Parent | | | | | | | |
d15 | God is good, each perfumed flower | | | | | | | |
d16 | God is so good that he will hear | | | | | | | |
d17 | God made the world, in every land | | | | | | | |
d18 | God, what a great and awful word | | | | | | | |
d19 | Great Author of the immortal mind | | | | | | | |
d20 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
d21 | Greatest of beings, source of life | | | | | | | |
d22 | Guide of our youth, to thee we pray, Help us to tread thy holy way | | | | | | | |
d23 | Hark, the little birds are singing | | | | | | | |
d24 | How beautiful the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d25 | I thank the goodness and the grace | | | | | | | |
d26 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
d27 | It was my heavenly Father's love | | | | | | | |
d28 | Let little children come to me | | | | | | | |
d29 | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
d30 | Lo the bright the rosy morning | | | | | | | |
d31 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Smile upon us from above | | | | | | | |
d32 | Lord, I have passed another day | | | | | | | |
d33 | Lord, may I never in youth be led | | | | | | | |
d34 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d35 | Lord, thou art good, all nature shows | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, thou preservest us from death | | | | | | | |
d37 | My Father, I thank thee for sleep | | | | | | | |
d38 | My God, by thy protecting power | | | | | | | |
d39 | O that it were my chief delight | | | | | | | |
d40 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d41 | Our Father, God, who dwellest in heaven | | | | | | | |
d42 | Our hearts, if God we seek to know | | | | | | | |
d43 | Our life is never at a stand | | | | | | | |
d44 | Praise to God, O let us raise | | | | | | | |
d45 | Suns and planets, every orb | | | | | | | |
d46 | The rose the sweetly blooming rose | | | | | | | |
d47 | The summer ends its short career | | | | | | | |
d48 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
d49 | There is a time when moments flow | | | | | | | |
d50 | There is an eye that all surveys | | | | | | | |
d51 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d52 | This day ten thousand fervent prayers | | | | | | | |
d53 | This year is just going away | | | | | | | |
d54 | Thou, gracious God, hast formed my mind | | | | | | | |
d55 | Though God preserves me every hour | | | | | | | |
d56 | Thought of wonder, O how mighty | | | | | | | |
d57 | What blest examples do I [we] find | | | | | | | |
d58 | What can I, my Maker, do | | | | | | | |
d59 | What shall we render, God of love | | | | | | | |
d60 | What teaches me, in early days | | | | | | | |
d61 | What was it in the viewless wind | | | | | | | |
d62 | When in thy temple, Lord, we bow | | | | | | | |
d63 | When Jesus Christ was here below, And spread his works | | | | | | | |
d64 | When love divine, in human form | | | | | | | |
d65 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d66 | Where is the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
d67 | While nature welcomes in the day | | | | | | | |
d68 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d69 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d70 | Who gave the sun his noon day [noon tide] light | | | | | | | |