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American Student Hymnal

Editor: H. Augustine Smith
Publisher: Fleming H. Revell Co., New York, N.Y., 1928
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d301The gray hills taught me patience
d302The harp at nature's advent strung
d303The heavens declare thy glory, the firmament thy power
d304The hidden years at Nazareth
d305The King of love my shepherd is
d306The kingdom, Lord, thy kingdom all secretly it grows
d307The kings of the east are riding
d308The lamps of heaven are burning still
d309The land we love is calling
d310The lone wild fowl in lofty flight
d311The Lord in his righteousness judgeth the people
d312The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know
d313The morning walks upon the earth
d314The river of death has brimmed his banks
d315The Son of God goes forth to war
d316The stars they sing together
d317The touch of human hands
d318The turf shall be my fragrant shrine
d319The voice of God is calling its summons unto men
d320The year's at the spring And day's at the morn
d321There are a myriad means, O Lord
d322There was no room in [at] the inn
d323There's a light upon the mountains
d324There's a wideness in God's mercy
d325These are the gifts I ask of thee
d326These things shall be, a loftier race
d327This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears
d328This sanctuary of my soul
d329Thou God, whose living voice was heard
d330Thou Lord of life, our saving health
d331Though fatherland be vast and fair
d332Through the dark the dreamers came
d333Through the night of doubt [pain] and sorrow
d334Thy beauty, Lord, thou hast revealed
d335Thy grace impart, in time to be
d336Thy hand, O God, has guided
d337Thy kingdom come, O God [Lord], thy rule [reign]
d338Thy people, Lord, of many lands and nations
d339To knights in the days of old, keeping vigil
d340To mercy, pity, peace and love
d341To thee, eternal soul, be praise
d342To thee, O God, our hearts we raise
d343Turn back, O man, forswear thy foolish ways
d344Unbar the door and let the Lord Christ in
d345Under the wide and starry sky
d346Unto a thousand years to eight thousand ages
d347Upon the mountain top alone I stand
d348Watchman, tell us of the night
d349We are adventurers who come
d350We are climbing Jacob's ladder, We are climbing
d351We are not here to play, to dream, to drift
d352We bear the strain of earthly care
d353We bless thee for thy peace, O God
d354We bless thee, Lord, for all this common life
d355We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing
d356We plough [plow] the fields and scatter
d357We praise thee, God, for harvests earned
d358We thank thee, Lord, thy paths of service lead
d359We would see Jesus, lo, his star is shining
d360Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say
d361Welcome, morning, bright and blue
d362When I survey the wondrous cross
d363When morning gilds the skies
d364When the golden evening gathered
d365When the night is still and far
d366When through the whirl of wheels and engines humming
d367When wilt thou save the [thy] people
d368Whenever war, with its red woes
d369Where cross the crowded ways of life
d370Where is thy God, my soul
d371Where is your God? Answer them, Lord
d372Wild roars the blast, the storm is high
d373Workman [workmen] of God O lose not heart
d374Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim
d375Yea, o'er me soared the eternal sky

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