| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | A little child is kneeling | | | | | | | |
| d2 | A little child shall lead | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
| d4 | All I want is a Savior's love | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Angry words too oft are spoken | | | | | | | |
| d6 | As on the path of life we tread | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Brave little soldiers we must be | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Bright songs for Jesus sing | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Children sing, sweetly sing | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
| d11 | First the line on coast we make | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Here again our friends we meet | | | | | | | |
| d14 | I am a temperance advocate | | | | | | | |
| d15 | I have heard my Savior calling | | | | | | | |
| d16 | I love this world so beautiful | | | | | | | |
| d17 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
| d18 | If I were a sunbeam, I know what I would do I | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I'll cast my burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
| d20 | In a midnight dungeon low | | | | | | | |
| d21 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
| d22 | Jesus bids us shine with a bright | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
| d24 | Jesus loves a little child | | | | | | | |
| d25 | Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me, Jesus loves even me | | | | | | | |
| d26 | Jesus loves the children, bring them | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Just a little delay | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Let the little ones come unto me | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Little acts of kindness trifling though they are | | | | | | | |
| d32 | Little children can do something | | | | | | | |
| d33 | Little feet, be very careful where you go | | | | | | | |
| d34 | Little hands to work in the Master's vineyard | | | | | | | |
| d35 | Little servants in the vineyard | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Mama kissed me in a dream | | | | | | | |
| d37 | Mighty army of the young | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Monday finds me starting | | | | | | | |
| d39 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Once a little mousie lived | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Onward, children, onward | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Precious little voices sing of wonderful love | | | | | | | |
| d43 | Savior, in our early childhood | | | | | | | |
| d44 | See the shining dewdrops | | | | | | | |
| d45 | Since Jesus listens unto all | | | | | | | |
| d46 | Speak gently to the erring one [ones] | | | | | | | |
| d47 | Step by step, O little pilgrim | | | | | | | |
| d48 | The Savior once said | | | | | | | |
| d49 | There's a dear and precious book | | | | | | | |
| d50 | Though dark the night and clouds look black | | | | | | | |
| d51 | Though our years are young and our strength is weak | | | | | | | |
| d52 | We all are little children | | | | | | | |
| d53 | We are but little candles | | | | | | | |
| d54 | We were busy little reapers | | | | | | | |
| d55 | We will little jewels be | | | | | | | |
| d56 | We're a band of happy children | | | | | | | |
| d57 | We're a little pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
| d58 | When light o'er the mountain rill | | | | | | | |
| d59 | When the Savior said | | | | | | | |
| d60 | Wonderful words our Father has given | | | | | | | |
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