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| d1 | A holy light is breaking across Judea's night | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Angry words, O let them never | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Are we sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Arise and speed the cause of truth | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Beautiful Zion, built above, beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Blessed, bright and shining [guiding] star | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Children can you tell me why Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Christians, I am on my journey | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Come and welcome, to the Savior | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Come, come, ye that labor | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Come to the fountain of mercy and live | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Come to the Savior, make no delay | | | | | | | |
| d14 | Dare to be [do] right, dare to be true | | | | | | | |
| d15 | Give, said the little stream | | | | | | | |
| d16 | Go forth, said [saith] the Master | | | | | | | |
| d17 | Hark, the sound of angel voices | | | | | | | |
| d18 | Hark, the voice of Jesus calling Follow me, follow me | | | | | | | |
| d19 | Have you heard the good tidings | | | | | | | |
| d20 | He is risen, he is not here [risen] | | | | | | | |
| d21 | Hear the music of the rain falling down | | | | | | | |
| d22 | How dark were life, with naught to cheer | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Hushed be my murmurings | | | | | | | |
| d24 | I am but a poor wayfarer, bearing oft a heavy load | | | | | | | |
| d25 | I am standing upon the green shore | | | | | | | |
| d26 | I am thinking of home, of my Father's house | | | | | | | |
| d27 | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
| d28 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
| d29 | I love the name of Jesus, that [the] name the angels sing | | | | | | | |
| d30 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
| d31 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
| d32 | I stood outside the gate | | | | | | | |
| d33 | If I would be an angel | | | | | | | |
| d34 | If you have a pleasant thought, sing it | | | | | | | |
| d35 | I'm a soldier, soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
| d37 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Jesus, my Lord, my life, my all, Prostrate | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Jesus the water of life will [shall] give | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Joybells ringing, children singing | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Let us help each other | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Marching on, marching on, glad as birds | | | | | | | |
| d43 | O let us be faithful | | | | | | | |
| d44 | O list to the peals of the merry Christmas bells | | | | | | | |
| d45 | O tell me, ye strangers, I pray | | | | | | | |
| d46 | Only just across the river, over on the other side | | | | | | | |
| d47 | Only waiting till the shadows | | | | | | | |
| d48 | Our hearts are very joyful in our Sunday School | | | | | | | |
| d49 | Pilgrim, journeying feebly on | | | | | | | |
| d50 | Praise the Lord, O praise him, praise him | | | | | | | |
| d51 | Ringing, sweetly ringing, the cheerful Sabbath bells | | | | | | | |
| d52 | Savior, listen to our prayer, poor and sinful | | | | | | | |
| d53 | Say, is your lamp burning, my brother | | | | | | | |
| d54 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
| d55 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
| d56 | Sowing the [their] seed by the daylight [dawnlight] fair | | | | | | | |
| d57 | Strains of music often greet me | | | | | | | |
| d58 | Sweet is the light of the summer morn | | | | | | | |
| d59 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
| d60 | Thank God for the Bible, 'tis there that we find | | | | | | | |
| d61 | The shadows are falling, Swift closeth the day | | | | | | | |
| d62 | There is a beautiful world Where saints and angels sing | | | | | | | |
| d63 | There is a home eternal, beautiful and bright | | | | | | | |
| d64 | There is beauty all around when there's love at home | | | | | | | |
| d65 | There is no little child too small To work for God | | | | | | | |
| d66 | There's a gentle voice within calls away | | | | | | | |
| d67 | They have reached the sunny shore | | | | | | | |
| d68 | They tell us the pathway to heaven | | | | | | | |
| d69 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
| d70 | Through the valley of the shadow I must go | | | | | | | |
| d71 | Through the world we daily roam | | | | | | | |
| d72 | Tossing on the billow, rocking in the blast | | | | | | | |
| d73 | 'Twill not be long our journey here | | | | | | | |
| d74 | Watch, for the time is short | | | | | | | |
| d75 | We are marching on to glory | | | | | | | |
| d76 | We are marching onward to our home on high | | | | | | | |
| d77 | We are sailing o'er an ocean | | | | | | | |
| d78 | We dwell this side of Jordan's stream | | | | | | | |
| d79 | We must toil in the heat of the day | | | | | | | |
| d80 | We shall meet beyond the river, bye and bye | | | | | | | |
| d81 | We're soldiers on duty | | | | | | | |
| d82 | Whatsoe'er thy lot may be | | | | | | | |
| d83 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
| d84 | When I'm dreaming, sadly dreaming | | | | | | | |
| d85 | When safe in your dwelling so cheerful and warm | | | | | | | |
| d86 | When the tempest rages high sailing on [o'er] life's boisterous sea | | | | | | | |
| d87 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
| d88 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
| d89 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
| d90 | Would my little children know | | | | | | | |
| d91 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
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