During the summers when the pastor went on hiatus, we'd occasionally have a Sunday service that was pretty much one long hymn-sing where the lay leader would take requests, shout them up to the oganist in the choir loft at the rear of the church, and we'd be off to the races. (Yes, these were the services Diana loved the best.)
I'll start you off with a couple of family favorites. Link your own favorites in the comments, will you?
The Princess Mom:
Open your hymnals and tell me what you'd be requesting!