# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
901 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
902 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
903 | O, in the morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
904 | In the soft season of Thy youth | | | | | | | |
905 | How soft the words my Saviour speaks! | | | | | | | |
906 | Shepherd of tender youth | | | | | | | |
907 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
908 | At Thy footstool, humbly bending | | | | | | | |
909 | Mighty One, before whose face | | | | | | | |
910 | Love is the theme of saints above | | | | | | | |
911 | Delightful work, young souls to win | | | | | | | |
912 | O Lord, behold, before Thy throne | | | | | | | |
913 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
914 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
915 | Ye hearts, with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
916 | Thou art our Shepherd, glorious Lord | | | | | | | |
917 | Lord, lead my heart to learn | | | | | | | |
918 | Glory to the Father give | | | | | | | |
919 | Almighty Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
920 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
921 | Children, hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
922 | Come, let our voices join | | | | | | | |
923 | Children, listen to the Lord | | | | | | | |
924 | To Thee, O blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
925 | Glad hearts to Thee we bring | | | | | | | |
926 | When, His salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
927 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
928 | Heavenly Father, grant Thy blessing | | | | | | | |
929 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | | | |
930 | Lord of glory, who didst honor | | | | | | | |
931 | O, not my own these verdant hills | | | | | | | |
932 | The branch is stooping to thy hand | | | | | | | |
933 | God of our fathers, 'tis Thy hand | | | | | | | |
934 | Thou God of hope, to Thee we bow | | | | | | | |
935 | Lord, what offering shall we bring | | | | | | | |
936 | Behold the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
937 | Praise the Saviour, all ye nations | | | | | | | |
938 | Help us, O Lord, Thy yoke to wear | | | | | | | |
939 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
940 | Bright Source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
941 | Thy bounties, gracious God | | | | | | | |
942 | Little rain drops feed the rill | | | | | | | |
943 | God bless our native land | | | | | | | |
944 | Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land | | | | | | | |
945 | God of our fathers, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
946 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
947 | Among the assemblies of the great | | | | | | | |
948 | From foes that would the land devour | | | | | | | |
949 | Lord, when Thine ancient people cried | | | | | | | |
950 | In Thee, great God, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
951 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
952 | O happy nation, where the Lord | | | | | | | |
953 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
954 | What thanks to Thee, O God, are due | | | | | | | |
955 | We love Thee, Lord, and we adore | | | | | | | |
956 | God of our fathers, to thy Throne | | | | | | | |
957 | O God, beneath Thy guiding hand | | | | | | | |
958 | Like Israel's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
959 | When, driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
960 | Peace! the welcome sound proclaim | | | | | | | |
961 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | | | |
962 | God, the all-terrible, Thou who ordainest | | | | | | | |
963 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
964 | While o'er our guilty land, O Lord | | | | | | | |
965 | See, gracious God, before Thy throne | | | | | | | |
966 | "Is this a fast for Me?" | | | | | | | |
967 | Lord, we have heard Thy works of old | | | | | | | |
968 | Judges, who rule the world by laws | | | | | | | |
969 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
970 | Let every heart rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
971 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
972 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
973 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
974 | While, with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
975 | Bless, O Lord, the opening year | | | | | | | |
976 | Stern winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
977 | The winter is over and gone | | | | | | | |
978 | How pleasing is Thy voice | | | | | | | |
979 | While beauty clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
980 | Good is the Lord, the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
981 | How sweetly, along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
982 | Pleasing spring again is here | | | | | | | |
983 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
984 | The sun, that minister of love | | | | | | | |
985 | Praise on Thee, in Zion's gates | | | | | | | |
986 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
987 | Now may the Lord of earth and skies | | | | | | | |
988 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
989 | See the leaves around us falling | | | | | | | |
990 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
991 | Eternal Source of every joy | | | | | | | |
992 | Time by moments steals away | | | | | | | |
993 | God of the changing year, whose arm of power | | | | | | | |
994 | Thee we adore, eternal Name | | | | | | | |
995 | My few revolving years | | | | | | | |
996 | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
997 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
998 | How swift the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
999 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
1000 | Time, what an empty vapor 'tis! | | | | | | | |