# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A home in heaven, what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
d3 | A little longer here below | | | | | | | |
d4 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
d5 | Acquaint yourselves early, dear children, with | | | | | | | |
d6 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d8 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d9 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d10 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d11 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d12 | Another year has passed away, time swiftly speeds along | | | | | | | |
d13 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d14 | As oft we here get weary | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d16 | Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way To guide untutored youth | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d18 | Breast the wave Christian | | | | | | | |
d19 | Brother, rest from sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d20 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d21 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
d22 | Children hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
d23 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, poor pilgrim, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, poor sinner, come to Jesus, All who hear, repeat the cry | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come to the house of prayer, O thou afflicted | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, weary sinners, come Groaning beneath your load | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d37 | Crown his head with endless blessing | | | | | | | |
d38 | Dear Jesus ever at my side, How loving must | | | | | | | |
d39 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d40 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d41 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d42 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d43 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d44 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d45 | Father, who art in heaven when rosy morn appears | | | | | | | |
d46 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d47 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d48 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d49 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d50 | Gather them in from the broad highway | | | | | | | |
d51 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d52 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d53 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d54 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d55 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d56 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d57 | God of mercy, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d58 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d59 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d60 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d61 | Hark, the bell to prayer is calling | | | | | | | |
d62 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d63 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d64 | Holy Father, we adore thee, as disciples of thy son | | | | | | | |
d65 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d66 | How fleeting are our [the] moments here | | | | | | | |
d67 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d68 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d69 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d70 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d71 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
d72 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d73 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d74 | I have a home beyond the sky | | | | | | | |
d75 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
d76 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
d77 | I love the Sabbath school, the place | | | | | | | |
d78 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d79 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d80 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
d81 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d82 | I would a youthful pilgrim be | | | | | | | |
d83 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d84 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
d85 | If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail | | | | | | | |
d86 | If we knew when walking thoughtless In the noisy, crowded way | | | | | | | |
d87 | If we knew, while here as pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d88 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d89 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d90 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d91 | In life's bright morning the tempest we brave | | | | | | | |
d92 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d94 | Jesus died on Calvary's mountain, Long | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d96 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d97 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d98 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d99 | Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers | | | | | | | |
d100 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |