Songs for the Little Ones at Home

Publisher: American Tract Society, New York, N.Y., 1852
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d101I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek
d102I will be good, dear mother
d103If ever I see on bush or tree
d104If little children love to pray
d105I'll never hurt a little dog
d106I'll never use tobacco
d107I'm little Robin Redbreast, sir
d108I'm not made for idle play
d109I'm very glad the spring is come
d110In your play be very careful
d111Isaac was ransomed while he lay
d112I've an ever present Friend
d113Jesus, high in glory
d114Jesus, Savior, Son of God, who for me life's pathway trod
d115Jesus says that we must love him
d116Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us
d117Jingle, jingle, go the bells
d118Ladies and gentlemen, listen to my song
d119Little brother, darling boy
d120Little child, when you're at play
d121Little children, when you pray
d122Little drops of water, little grains of sand
d123Little Mary was good
d124Little puss come here to me
d125Little sister come away
d126Look the black cloud rises high
d127Lord, I would own thy tender [every] care
d128Lord, teach us [me] how to pray aright
d129Mama, let's go and see the lambs
d130Mama, my head, poor Anna said
d131Matilda was a pleasant child
d132Mother, how can flowers grow
d133Mother, who made the stars which light
d134My Father, I thank thee for sleep
d135My father, my mother, I know
d136My father raised his trembling hand
d137My grandmother lives on a farm
d138My little body's formed by God
d139My little canary I carried one day
d140My merry little fly, play here
d141My mother, my kind mother
d142My own mamma, my dear mamma
d143My pretty flowers are gone away
d144Never, my child, forget to pray
d145Now dolly, my dear
d146Now I wake and open my eyes
d147Now, little Georgie, jump up high
d148Now the spring is coming on
d149O Anna, this will never do
d150O, dear mamma,, where are you gone
d151O dear me, Emma, how is this
d152O dear, O dear, what shall I do
d153O, Father, bless a little child
d154O fie, Amelia, I'm ashamed
d155O hark, O hark, the baby cries
d156O if I were a robin
d157O look at my kite, almost out of sight
d158O mother dear, pray tell me where The bees in winter stay
d159O poor little robin, so cold and so wet
d160O see, the snow is falling now
d161O Susey, stop a moment, dear
d162O that it were my chief delight
d163O there's the squirrel perched aloft
d164Once there was a little boy
d165One God I must worship supreme
d166One winter's day the wind blew high
d167Our Father, our Father in heaven
d168Pretty bee pray tell me why
d169Pretty bud I love to see
d170See, mamma, the crumbs are flying
d171See me, I am a little boy
d172See that heathen mother stand
d173See, the chickens round the gate
d174See, the stars are coming
d175She said, I should like to be happy
d176Should you wish to be told
d177Sixty seconds make a minute
d178Sleep, baby, sleep, no longer weep
d179Sleep, my baby, sleep, my boy
d180Sweet little mistress, let me go
d181Tell me, mamma, if I must die
d182Thank you, pretty cow
d183The A, B, C, is pleasant to me
d184The boy stood on the burning deck
d185The breaking waves dashed high
d186The butterfly, an idle thing
d187The candles are lighted, the fire blazes bright
d188The clouds look sad
d189The cock is crowning
d190The flowers are blooming everywhere
d191The great Jehovah speaks to us
d192The ground was all covered with snow one day
d193The lambs sleep in the fields
d194The Lord above is pleased to see
d195The moon is very fair and bright
d196The morning bright, with rosy light
d197The mother looked pale and her face was (quite) sad
d198The pretty little lambs that lie
d199The Savior from his throne
d200The sun hath [has] gone to rest

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