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The American School Hymn Book. (New ed.)

Editor: Asa Fitz
Publisher: Crosby, Nichols & Co., Boston, 1857
Language: English
Notes: After #131 (CXXXI) the hymnal starts numbering at #122 (CXXII)
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CILand of our Fathers! wheresoe'er we roamPage Scan
CIIShed not a tear o'er your friend's early bierPage Scan
CIIIGive me a draught from the crystal springPage Scan
CIVSparkling and bright in its liquid lightPage Scan
CVFlow gently sweet Croton, among thy green treesPage Scan
CVIEvery sheaf of golden grainPage Scan
CVIIFor a season called to partPage Scan
CVIIIThe sweet birds are wingingPage Scan
CIX'Tis the last rose of summerPage Scan
CXIn the cottage near the woodPage Scan
CXIFather, whate'er of earthly blissPage Scan
CXIIThis is the field where hidden liesPage Scan
CXIIIWhen our fathers, long agoPage Scan
CXIVGo to thy rest, my childPage Scan
CXVFar, far o'er hill and dalePage Scan
CXVIIt is not earthly pleasurePage Scan
CXVIITo Thee, our Father and our FriendPage Scan
CXVIIIBe sacred truth, my son, thy guidePage Scan
CXIXBefore all lands from east to westPage Scan
CXXThe pleasant school in yonder villagePage Scan
CXXIIt is not in the noicy streetPage Scan
CXXIISilently! silently! Ope and close the school-room doorPage Scan
CXXIIIWe have come to our School roomPage Scan
CXXIVYe banks and braes of Bonnie DoonPage Scan
CXXVHow dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhoodPage Scan
CXXVIWe greet with joy this happy dayPage Scan
CXXVIIShall school acquaintance be forgotPage Scan
CXXVIIIOur youthful hearts with temperance burnPage Scan
CXXIXCome, ye children, learn to singPage Scan
CXXXRaise your Banner high in airPage Scan
CXXXIThe drink that's in the drunkard's bowlPage Scan
CXXXII[CXXII]Before all causes east or westPage Scan
CXXXIII[CXXIII]Hark! the pealing, Softly stealingPage Scan
CXXXIV[CXXXIV]Hark! the deep-ton'd bell is callingPage Scan
CXXXV[CXXXV]Schoomate wherefore weepest thou, weepest thou, weepest thouPage Scan
CXXXVI[CXXXVI]Bright smiles the morn when flowers are bloomingPage Scan
CXXXVII[CXXXVII]Brothers, sing with voice unitedPage Scan
CXXXVIII[CXXXVIII]I have come from a happy landPage Scan
CXXXIX[CXXIX]How beautiful the morningPage Scan
CXL[CXXX]Begone, dull slothPage Scan
CXLI[CXXXXI]School is begun, so come every onePage Scan
CXLII[CXXXII]Come where joy and gladnessPage Scan
CXLIII[CXXXIII]Why, ah! why my heart this sadnessPage Scan
CXLIV[CXXXIV]O, wipe away that tearPage Scan
CXLV[CXXXV]O Pilot, 'tis a fearful nightPage Scan
CXLVI[CXXXVI]The night was dark and fearfulPage Scan
CXLVII[CXXXVII]Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughterPage Scan
CXLVIII[CXXXVIII]Hail! all hail! thou merry month of MayPage Scan
CXLIX[CXXXIX]Brother, rest from sin and sorrowPage Scan
CL[CXL]Come, come, come. Come to the sunset treePage Scan
CLI[CXLI]In the merry month of MayingPage Scan
CLII[CXLII]Come tell me, blue eyed strangerPage Scan
CLIII[CXLIII]O, it is not while riches and splendor surround usPage Scan
CLIV[CXLIV]The ground was all covered with snow one dayPage Scan
CLV[CXLV]Of my parents bereftPage Scan
CLVI[CXLVI]Merrily every bosom boundethPage Scan
CLVII[CXLVII]Over the mountain wavePage Scan
CLVIII[CLXVIII]Brightly the morning sunPage Scan
CLIX[CXLIX]Come, brothers, come, to the rescue comePage Scan
CLX[CL]When o'er the silent seas alonePage Scan
CLXI[CLI]Faintly as tolls the evening chimePage Scan
CLXII[CLII]Wild roved the Indian girlPage Scan
CLXIII[CLIII]Hast thou been in the woods with the honey bee?Page Scan
CLXIV[CLIV]Brightest and best of the sons of the morningPage Scan
CLXV[CLV]Hark,! 'tis the bells of a village churchPage Scan
CLXVI[CLVI]At dawn Aurora gayly breaksPage Scan
CLXVII[CLVII]The sun had sunk behind the hillPage Scan
CLXVIII[CLVIII]O, what can make this glorious landPage Scan
CLXIX[CLIX]Float on, float on, my haunted barkPage Scan
CLXX[CLX]O swiftly glides the bonny boatPage Scan
CLXXI[CLXI]Mark, O mark, sweet friends, the morningPage Scan
CLXXII[CLXII]A song of the oak, the brave old oakPage Scan
CLXXIII[CLXIII]How cheering the thought that the spirits of bliissPage Scan
CLXXIV[CLXIV]See, brothers, see, how the night comes onPage Scan
CLXXV[CLXV]Roll on thou great and glorious riverPage Scan
CLXXVI[CLXVI]Come! come! come! O'er the hills, free from carePage Scan
CLXXVII[CLXVI]You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dearPage Scan
CLXXVIII[CLXVIII]Speak gently, it is better farPage Scan
CLXXIX[CLXIX]Be kind to thy Father, for when thou wert youngPage Scan
CLXXX[CLXX]When Joy thy heart is swellingPage Scan
CLXXXI[CLXXI]Haste thee, schoolboy, haste awayPage Scan
CLXXXII[CLXXII]Where do children love to goPage Scan
CLXXXIII[CLXXII]I hear thee speak of the better landPage Scan
CLXXXIV[CLXXIV]My native land, my native landPage Scan
CLXXXV[CLXXV]Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be thy namePage Scan
CLXXXVI[CLXXVI]I will lift up mine eyes unto the hillsPage Scan
CLXXXVII[CLXXVII]The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not wantPage Scan
CLXXXVIII[CLXXVIII]Hear, ye children, the instruction of a fatherPage Scan

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