born or taught, Who serveth not an other's will;

hon-est thought,And simple truth his highest skill. A-MEN.

The heroes that had lost the day, The failures half divine. . A-MEN.

Some bear the wounds of combat, some
Are prone upon their shields.

4 To us that still do battle here,
If we in aught prevail,
Grant, God, a triumph not too dear,
Or strength, like theirs, to fail!

From Social Hymns of Brotherhood and Aspiration.
Copyright, 1914, by A. S. Barnes Co. Used by permission.

Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died! Land of the pil-grims' pride!

2 Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the prayer;
Thy blessing came, and still its power
Shall onward through all ages bear
The memory of that holy hour.

3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God
Came with those exiles o'er the waves,
And where their pilgrim feet have trod,
The God they trusted guards their graves.

4 And here thy name, O God of love,

Their children's children shall adore,
Till these eternal hills remove,

And spring adorns the earth no more.

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1 Gone are those great and good
Who here in peril stood

And raised their hymn:
Peace to the reverend dead!
The light that on their head
The glorious past has shed
Shall ne'er grow dim.

2 Ye temples, that to God Rise where our fathers trod, Guard well your trust,

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The faith that dared the sea,
The truth that made them free,
Their cherished purity,

Their garnered dust.

3 Thou high and holy One,
Whose care for sire and son

All nature fills,

While day shall break and close,

While night her crescent shows,
O, let thy light repose

On these thy hills!

Rev. John Pierpont

And crown thy good with broth-er-hood From sea to shining sea! A-MEN.