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3 | Children's voices join'd in praise | | | | | |  | |
4a | When the morning light drives away the night | | | | | |  | |
4b | Watch closely the pathway | | | | | |  | |
4c | To our dear Sabbath school there ought many to come | | | | | |  | |
5 | If you have a pleasant thought, Sing it, Sing it | | | | | |  | |
6a | Best of the seven! Oh, holy day | | | | | |  | |
6b | Hark! the morning bells are ringing! | | | | | |  | |
6c | When many to the Saviour's feet | | | | | |  | |
6d | Come to the Sabbath School, all children come | | | | | |  | |
7 | Hither we come, as a Union band | | | | | |  | |
8a | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | |  | |
8b | Now to heaven our prayer ascending | | | | | |  | |
8c | Who shall sing, if not the children? | | | | | |  | |
9 | We shall see the golden city | | | | | |  | |
10a | We are little sunbeams, Shining and free | | | | | |  | |
10b | Come, let us all unite and sing | | | | | |  | |
10c | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | |  | |
10d | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | |  | |
11 | Come children, to our Sabbath school | | | | | |  | |
12a | I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek | | | | | |  | |
12b | Nothing, either great or small | | | | | |  | |
12c | Dare to do right, dare to be true | | | | | |  | |
12d | Little sunbeams we'll away | | | | | |  | |
13 | Hark! the voice of Jesus calling | | | | | |  | |
14a | My heav'nly home is bright and fair | | | | | |  | |
14b | Would you be as angels are | | | | | |  | |
14c | How sweet is the Sabbath to me | | | | | |  | |
14d | Holy angels in their flight | | | | | |  | |
15 | Where flowers immortal bloom | | | | | |  | |
16a | Yes, dear Sabbath School, I love thee | | | | | |  | |
16b | Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | |  | |
16c | Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessing | | | | | |  | |
17 | Glowing bright and pleasant is the holy day | | | | | |  | |
18a | Pleasant is the Sabbath bell | | | | | |  | |
18b | I want to be an angel, And with the angels stand | | | | | |  | |
18c | There is a fountain, fill'd with blood | | | | | |  | |
18d | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | |  | |
19 | Father, rock us in thy cradle | | | | | |  | |
20a | This life is a battle 'gainst Satan and sin | | | | | |  | |
20b | Kind words can never die | [Kind words can never die] | | | | |  | |
20c | When shall we meet again | | | | | |  | |
21 | I'm a pilgrim, pilgrim on the road | | | | | |  | |
22a | "I'm trying to climb up Zion's Hill" | | | | | |  | |
22b | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | |  | |
22c | One there is above all others | | | | | |  | |
22d | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | |  | |
23 | Tell me the old, old story | | | | | |  | |
24a | Do good! do good! there's ever a way | | | | | |  | |
24b | I think when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | |  | |
24c | I want to be like Jesus | | | | | |  | |
25 | Who will meet me when I die? | | | | | |  | |
26a | Here we throng to praise the Lord | | | | | |  | |
26b | O, do not be discouraged | | | | | |  | |
26c | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | |  | |
26d | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | |  | |
27 | There is a home eternal Beautiful and bright | | | | | |  | |
28a | Meek and lowly, pure and holy | | | | | |  | |
28b | Little drops of water, Little grains of sand | | | | | |  | |
28c | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | |  | |
28d | Jesus loved the little children | | | | | |  | |
28e | Children of the heavenly king | | | | | |  | |
29 | Whene'er you see a schoolboy who climbs the orchard fence | | | | | |  | |
30a | We are out on an ocean sailing | | | | | |  | |
30b | Oh, come, let us sing | | | | | |  | |
30c | Come to Jesus just now | | | | | |  | |
30d | The Sunday School, that blessed place! | | | | | |  | |
31 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | |  | |
32a | Where, O where, are the Hebrew children | | | | | |  | |
32b | The children are gath'ring from near and from far | | | | | |  | |
32c | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | |  | |
33 | Angry words! O let them never | | | | | |  | |
34a | Say, brothers, will you meet us | | | | | |  | |
34b | We are coming, blessed Saviour | | | | | |  | |
34c | Marching on, marching on, glad as birds on the wing | | | | | |  | |
35 | The Sabbath morn is breaking | | | | | |  | |
36a | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | |  | |
36b | Yes! we trust the day is breaking | | | | | |  | |
36c | There is something on earth for the children to do | | | | | |  | |
36d | Child of sin and sorrow, fill'd with dismay | | | | | |  | |
37a | Jesus will never, never forsake thee | | | | | |  | |
37b | O be joyful in the Lord, all ye lands | | | | | |  | |
38a | The Lord is my Shepherd, how happy am I! | | | | | |  | |
38b | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | |  | |
38c | On this New Year evening, when our hearts are light | | | | | |  | |
38d | From afar, gracious Lord, thou didst gather | | | | | |  | |
39 | When the morn is bright and fair | BLUMENTHAL | | | | |  | |
40a | Sweet land of rest! for thee I sigh | | | | | |  | |
40b | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | |  | |
40c | Be kind to thy father; for when thou wast young | | | | | |  | |
41 | There are angels bending low | | | | | |  | |
42a | Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move | | | | | |  | |
42b | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows | | | | | |  | |
42c | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | |  | |
42d | A year again has passed away! | | | | | |  | |
43 | Yield not to temptation, For weakness is sin | | | | | |  | |
44a | There's a cry from Macedonia--Come and help us | | | | | |  | |
44b | Remember now thy Creator | | | | | |  | |
44c | Jesus loves me! this I know | | | | | |  | |
44d | Lord dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | |  | |
45 | Jesus loves little children | | | | | |  | |