| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d101 | The winter dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
| d102 | The wonders which God's laws contain | | | | | | | |
| d103 | There was a place in childhood that I remember well | | | | | | | |
| d104 | They grew in beauty side by side | | | | | | | |
| d105 | This is the month of Mary | | | | | | | |
| d106 | 'Tis a lesson you should heed | | | | | | | |
| d107 | 'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone | | | | | | | |
| d108 | 'Twas in the stilly, Kildara's light appearing | | | | | | | |
| d109 | Veni creator spiritus | | | | | | | |
| d110 | Vivat, vivat, vivat Pastor bonus | | | | | | | |
| d111 | We love our lowly cottage home | | | | | | | |
| d112 | What is home without a mother | | | | | | | |
| d113 | What joys are the life of a hunter surrounding | | | | | | | |
| d114 | What song doth the cricket sing | | | | | | | |
| d115 | Whilst I dwell, O my God, in this valley | | | | | | | |
| d116 | Whose tender mercies never fail | | | | | | | |
| d117 | Why, ah why, my heart, this sadness | | | | | | | |
| d118 | With holy choirs of angels, come let us join our lays | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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