American Sunday School Hymn Book. 2nd ed.

#	Text	Tune
a300	Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep!
a301	Oft as the bell, with solemn toll
a302	Why should we start, and fear to die?
a303	Sister, thou was mild and lovely
a304	We lay thee in the silent tomb
a305	A mourning class, a vacant seat
a306	Death has been here, and borne away
a307	Peaceful be thy silent slumber
a308	Where we oft have met in gladness
a309	I know thou art gone to the home of thy rest
a310	Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee
a311	That awful day will surely come
a312	Day of judgment, day of wonders!
a313	And will the Judge descend?
a314	Lo! he comes, with clouds descending
a315	When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come
a316	Oh, there will be mourning
a317	There is a glorious world of light
a318	Beautiful Zion, built above
a319	My Saviour has gone to prepare
a320	There is a land of pure delight
a321	Come, let us sing of heaven above
a322	Heavenly home! heavenly home! precious name to me!
a323	When beautiful flowers impart their perfume
a324	Come, sing to me of heaven
a325	My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here
a326	There is a land above
a327	When I can read my title clear
a328	I'm a lonely traveller here
a329	I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
a330	I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger
a331	We're marching to the promised land
a332	In the Christian's home in glory
a333	One sweetly solemn thought
a334	Jerusalem, my happy home!
a335	Who are these in bright array?
a336	Around the throne of God in heaven
a337	I'm but a traveller here
a338	There is a happy land
a339	I want to be an angel
a340	I have a Father in the promised land
a341	Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move
a342	We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
a343	Come, children, let us sweetly sing
a344	Ye angels, who stand round the throne
a345	A crown of glory bright
a346	Give me the wings of faith, to rise
a347	There is an hour of peaceful rest
a348	'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints
a349	How pleasant thus to dwell below
a350	Here we suffer grief and pain
a351	Here we meet to part again
a352	From Greenland's icy mountains
a353	Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
a354	Shout the tidings of salvation
a355	Wake the song of jubilee
a356	We meet for evening prayer
a357	O'er the gloomy hills of darkness
a358	Blow ye the trumpet, blow
a359	Yes! we trust the day is breaking
a360	On the mountain's top appearing
a361	The morning light is breaking
a362	Hasten, Lord, the glorious time
a363	To our dear Sabbath-school there ought many to come
a364	When shall the voice of singing
a365	Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
a366	Preserved by thine almighty power
a367	The Sunday-school army has gather'd once more
a368	Come, join our celebration
a369	To-day we come with singing
a370	We come, we come, in joyous train
a371	Happy, happy, meet we here
a372	Joyful, joyful, joyful be our numbers!
a373	Days and weeks and months, returning
a374	Come, children, raise your voices high
a375	Precious Saviour! of Salvation
a376	We lift our voices
a377	We bring no glittering treasures
a378	Come, little soldiers, join in our band
a379	To thee, O blessed Saviour
a380	Thanks to our heavenly Father
a381	Hosannas were by children sung
a382	Little children, can you tell
a383	There is no name so sweet on earth
a384	The sun that lights the world shall fade
a385	While, with ceaseless course the sun
a386	Say, brothers, will you meet us
a387	When shall we meet again?
a388	Glory to thee, my God, this night
a389	I ought to love my mother
a390	To do to others as I would
a391	My country, 'tis of thee
a392	Kind words can never die
a393	When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming
a394	We all love one another
a395	Mary to the Saviour's tomb
a396	Life's rosy morn her golden light
a397	O thou before whose gracious throne
a398	Ere on my bed my limbs I lay
a399	Now I lay me down to sleep