The American Sunday-School Hymn-Book

Publisher: American Sunday-School Union, Philadelphia, 1860
Language: English
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301Oft as the bell, with solemn tollPage Scan
302Why should we start, and fear to die?Page Scan
303Sister, thou was mild and lovelyPage Scan
304We lay thee in the silent tombPage Scan
305A mourning class, a vacant seatPage Scan
306Death has been here, and borne awayPage Scan
307Peaceful be thy silent slumberPage Scan
308Where we oft have met in gladnessPage Scan
309I know thou art gone to the home of thy restPage Scan
310Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore theePage Scan
311That awful day will surely comePage Scan
312Day of judgment, day of wonders!Page Scan
313And will the Judge descend?Page Scan
314Lo! he comes, with clouds descendingPage Scan
315When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt comePage Scan
316Oh, there will be mourningPage Scan
317There is a glorious world of lightPage Scan
318Beautiful Zion, built abovePage Scan
319My Saviour has gone to preparePage Scan
320There is a land of pure delightPage Scan
321Come, let us sing of heaven abovePage Scan
322Heavenly home! heavenly home! precious name to me!Page Scan
323When beautiful flowers impart their perfumePage Scan
324Come, sing to me of heavenPage Scan
325My rest is in heaven, my rest is not herePage Scan
326There is a land abovePage Scan
327When I can read my title clearPage Scan
328I'm a lonely traveller herePage Scan
329I would not live alway; I ask not to stayPage Scan
330I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a strangerPage Scan
331We're marching to the promised landPage Scan
332In the Christian's home in gloryPage Scan
333One sweetly solemn thoughtPage Scan
334Jerusalem, my happy home!Page Scan
335Who are these in bright array?Page Scan
336Around the throne of God in heavenPage Scan
337I'm but a traveller herePage Scan
338There is a happy landPage Scan
339I want to be an angelPage Scan
340I have a Father in the promised landPage Scan
341Joyfully, joyfully, onward we movePage Scan
342We're bound for the land of the pure and the holyPage Scan
343Come, children, let us sweetly singPage Scan
344Ye angels, who stand round the thronePage Scan
345A crown of glory brightPage Scan
346Give me the wings of faith, to risePage Scan
347There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
348'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaintsPage Scan
349How pleasant thus to dwell belowPage Scan
350Here we suffer grief and painPage Scan
351Here we meet to part againPage Scan
352From Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
353Hark! ten thousand harps and voicesPage Scan
354Shout the tidings of salvationPage Scan
355Wake the song of jubileePage Scan
356We meet for evening prayerPage Scan
357O'er the gloomy hills of darknessPage Scan
358Blow ye the trumpet, blowPage Scan
359Yes! we trust the day is breakingPage Scan
360On the mountain's top appearingPage Scan
361The morning light is breakingPage Scan
362Hasten, Lord, the glorious timePage Scan
363To our dear Sabbath-school there ought many to comePage Scan
364When shall the voice of singingPage Scan
365Jesus shall reign where'er the sunPage Scan
366Preserved by thine almighty powerPage Scan
367The Sunday-school army has gather'd once morePage Scan
368Come, join our celebrationPage Scan
369To-day we come with singingPage Scan
370We come, we come, in joyous trainPage Scan
371Happy, happy, meet we herePage Scan
372Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers!Page Scan
373Days and weeks and months, returningPage Scan
374Come, children, raise your voices highPage Scan
375Precious Saviour! of SalvationPage Scan
376We lift our voicesPage Scan
377We bring no glittering treasuresPage Scan
378Come, little soldiers, join in our bandPage Scan
379To thee, O blessed SaviourPage Scan
380Thanks to our heavenly FatherPage Scan
381Hosannas were by children sungPage Scan
382Little children, can you tellPage Scan
383There is no name so sweet on earthPage Scan
384The sun that lights the world shall fadePage Scan
385While, with ceaseless course the sunPage Scan
386Say, brothers, will you meet usPage Scan
387When shall we meet again?Page Scan
388Glory to thee, my God, this nightPage Scan
389I ought to love my motherPage Scan
390To do to others as I wouldPage Scan
391My country, 'tis of theePage Scan
392Kind words can never diePage Scan
393When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streamingPage Scan
394We all love one anotherPage Scan
395Mary to the Saviour's tombPage Scan
396Life's rosy morn her golden lightPage Scan
397O thou before whose gracious thronePage Scan
398Ere on my bed my limbs I layPage Scan
399Now I lay me down to sleepPage Scan
400"Thy will be done!" In devious wayPage Scan

[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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