# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All things bright and beautiful | | | | | | | |
d2 | Baby, what do the blossoms say | | | | | | | |
d3 | Children can you sweetly tell | | | | | | | |
d4 | Come, come, people come | | | | | | | |
d5 | Father, thou who carest | | | | | | | |
d6 | Father, we thank thee for the light | | | | | | | |
d7 | God, our Father, made the night | | | | | | | |
d8 | Greeting we offer thee | | | | | | | |
d9 | I asked the lovely little flower | | | | | | | |
d10 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d11 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d12 | In another land and time | | | | | | | |
d13 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d14 | Little drops of water, little grains of sand | | | | | | | |
d15 | Little lambs so white and fair | | | | | | | |
d16 | Loving Friend, O hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d17 | Loving mother, kind and true | | | | | | | |
d18 | O come, dear little children, come | | | | | | | |
d19 | Once within a lowly stable | | | | | | | |
d20 | Summer is gone, autumn is here | | | | | | | |
d21 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
d22 | We look to Thee, dear Lord, and pray | | | | | | | |
d23 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d24 | When I'm softly sleeping, in the early morning | | | | | | | |
d25 | Why do bells at Christmas ring | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]