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1 | Dear Saviour, we come, and our young hearts we bring | | | | | | | |
2 | Oh come, loud anthems let us sing | | | | | | | |
3 | God is so good that he will hear | | | | | | | |
4 | He liveth long who liveth well | | | | | | | |
5 | Father in heaven! thy ceaseless love | | | | | | | |
6 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
7 | Come, let us all, with heart and voice | | | | | | | |
8 | With joy, kind Parent, we have come | | | | | | | |
9 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
10 | The voice of God, in accents clear | | | | | | | |
11 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
12 | O thoughts of heaven, pure thoughts of heaven! | | | | | | | |
13 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
14 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
15 | Up to the throne of God is borne | | | | | | | |
16 | We've met another Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
17 | Peacefully lay her down to rest | | | | | | | |
18 | Earnestly pray! God giveth all! | | | | | | | |
19 | He leadeth me! Oh blessed thought! | | | | | | | |
20 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
21 | I would a youthful pilgrim be | | | | | | | |
22 | Why have we lips, if not to sing | | | | | | | |
23 | From heaven above to earth I come | | | | | | | |
24 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
25 | As children once to Christ were brought | | | | | | | |
26 | Help us to help each other, Lord | | | | | | | |
27 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
28 | Before I close my eyes to sleep | | | | | | | |
29 | How sweet, upon this sacred day | | | | | | | |
30 | Almighty God! while earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
31 | Blest day of God! most calm, most bright | | | | | | | |
32 | Almighty Father! I am weak | | | | | | | |
33 | There is a book who runs may read | | | | | | | |
34 | Dear Father, let thy loving eye | | | | | | | |
35 | O gracious God, in whom I live! | | | | | | | |
36 | I love the sunshine everywhere | | | | | | | |
37 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
38 | We come in childhood's innocence | | | | | | | |
39 | It was our heavenly Father's love | | | | | | | |
40 | Oh help us, Lord! each hour of need | | | | | | | |
41 | A little word, in kindness spoken | | | | | | | |
42 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
43 | God might have made the earth bring forth | | | | | | | |
44 | I saw a little blade of grass | | | | | | | |
45 | This is the first and great command | | | | | | | |
46 | The Lord attends when children pray | | | | | | | |
47 | Will God, who made the earth and sea | | | | | | | |
48 | The night is gone, the day is here | | | | | | | |
49 | When children give their hearts to God | | | | | | | |
50 | Whene'er I take my walks abroad | | | | | | | |
51 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
52 | See! the kind shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
53 | The ocean looketh up to heaven | | | | | | | |
54 | Even he, who lit the stars of old | | | | | | | |
55 | When warmer suns and bluer skies | | | | | | | |
56 | There's music in the midnight breeze | | | | | | | |
57 | God makes the earth all beautiful | | | | | | | |
58 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
59 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
60 | Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
61 | The dove, let loose in Eastern skies | | | | | | | |
62 | The golden rule, the golden rule | | | | | | | |
63 | The still small voice that speaks within | | | | | | | |
64 | Kind friends have decked the Christmas-tree | | | | | | | |
65 | The sweet June days are come again | | | | | | | |
66 | Ye joyous ones, upon whose brow | | | | | | | |
67 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
68 | Ye friends of youth, who stand around | | | | | | | |
69 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
70 | Give me the tongue that always shrinks | | | | | | | |
71 | Almighty Father, heavenly King | | | | | | | |
72 | When, for some little insult given | | | | | | | |
73 | Come, let us all unite to praise | | | | | | | |
74 | Another hand is beckoning us | | | | | | | |
75 | Now that our journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
76 | Thou art my morning, God of light | | | | | | | |
77 | As thou forgivest us | | | | | | | |
78 | Blest are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
79 | I often say my prayers | | | | | | | |
80 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
81 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
82 | Incline our hearts to learn | | | | | | | |
83 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
84 | Come, wandering sheep, oh come! | | | | | | | |
85 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
86 | The breaking waves dashed high | | | | | | | |
87 | Bright things can never die | | | | | | | |
88 | Sweet thoughts can never die | | | | | | | |
89 | A crown of glory bright | | | | | | | |
90 | I'm but a traveller here | | | | | | | |
91 | There is a happy home | | | | | | | |
92 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
93 | Our Father, hear us now | | | | | | | |
94 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
95 | God bless our native land! | | | | | | | |
96 | Shepherd of thy little flock | | | | | | | |
97 | Hear ye not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
98 | Suppliant, lo! Thy children bend | | | | | | | |
99 | To thy pastures, fair and large | | | | | | | |
100 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |