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1 | What has drawn us thus apart | | | | | | | |
2 | What purpose burns within our hearts | | | | | | | |
3 | Now with creation's morning song | | | | | | | |
4 | We wake each morn as if the Maker's grace | | | | | | | |
5 | O upward-springing Morning light! | | | | | | | |
6 | O Life that makest all things new | | | | | | | |
7 | Oh! Source divine, and Life of all | | | | | | | |
8 | Thou whose spirit dwells in all | | | | | | | |
9 | O God, whose presence glows in all | | | | | | | |
10 | Thy seamless robe conceals thee not | | | | | | | |
11 | O, come and dwell in me | | | | | | | |
12 | One thought I have, my ample creed | | | | | | | |
13 | O, may our spirits learn to reach | | | | | | | |
14 | The harp at Nature's advent strung | | | | | | | |
15 | Immortal Love, forever full | | | | | | | |
16 | Holy Spirit, Love divine! | | | | | | | |
17 | God of the earth, the sky, the sea! | | | | | | | |
18 | Eternal Ruler of the ceaseless round | | | | | | | |
19 | Eternal One, thou living God | | | | | | | |
20 | Thou, who, Immutable and One | | | | | | | |
21 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
22 | O God, I thank thee for each sight | | | | | | | |
23 | Again, as evening's shadow falls | | | | | | | |
24 | Hast thou, midst life's empty noises | | | | | | | |
25 | Not for false and fleeting joys | | | | | | | |
26 | O blessed life! the heart at rest | | | | | | | |
27 | I believe in Human Kindness | | | | | | | |
28 | I live for those who love me | | | | | | | |
29 | O the happiness of living | | | | | | | |
30 | All are architects of Fate | | | | | | | |
31 | Wake, my soul! Enough of slumber! | | | | | | | |
32 | Fill the moments one by one | | | | | | | |
33 | Amid the ceaseless loss and change | | | | | | | |
34 | Soul, struggle on! Within the darkest night | | | | | | | |
35 | All before us lies the way | | | | | | | |
36 | New words to speak, new thoughts to hear | | | | | | | |
37 | One by one the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |
38 | Work! it is thy highest mission | | | | | | | |
39 | The bird let loose in eastern skies | | | | | | | |
40 | Say not the law divine | | | | | | | |
41 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
42 | So shall we live that every hour | | | | | | | |
43 | Lie open, soul; around the press | | | | | | | |
44 | Born in each heart is impulse strong | | | | | | | |
45 | Life is onward, use it | | | | | | | |
46 | As we wax older on this earth | | | | | | | |
47 | Prune thou thy words, the thoughts control | | | | | | | |
48 | O thou whose smile is life and peace | | | | | | | |
49 | Live thou thy life; nor take thou heed | | | | | | | |
50 | How happy is he born and taught | | | | | | | |
51 | I want a true regard | | | | | | | |
52 | Not always on the mount may we | | | | | | | |
53 | He liveth long who liveth well | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, sound the praise of Truth's fair name | | | | | | | |
55 | O Star of Truth, down shining | | | | | | | |
56 | He who has the truth, and keeps it | | | | | | | |
57 | Thou long disowned, reviled, oppressed | | | | | | | |
58 | O Church of Freedom and of Faith | | | | | | | |
59 | Three guides, already mine | | | | | | | |
60 | O nerve thy spirit to the proof | | | | | | | |
61 | He who, in fealty to the Truth | | | | | | | |
62 | Once to every man and nation | | | | | | | |
63 | Be true to every inmost thought | | | | | | | |
64 | Men whose boast it is that ye | | | | | | | |
65 | Dost thou hear the bugle sounding | | | | | | | |
66 | All hail, God's angel, Truth! | | | | | | | |
67 | Thou, whose name is blazoned forth | | | | | | | |
68 | There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave | | | | | | | |
69 | All around us, fair with flowers | | | | | | | |
70 | There is no wind but soweth seeds | | | | | | | |
71 | The heart it hath its own estate | | | | | | | |
72 | We cannot kindle when we will | | | | | | | |
73 | Oh, sometimes gleams upon our sight | | | | | | | |
74 | Stainless soldier on the wall! | | | | | | | |
75 | For me--to have made one soul | | | | | | | |
76 | O Thou whose law is in the sky | | | | | | | |
77 | 'Tis well, O heart, no life of ease | | | | | | | |
78 | Thank God for Joy! | | | | | | | |
79 | Honored they who firmly stand | | | | | | | |
80 | O blest is he to whom is given | | | | | | | |
81 | What matter though we seek with pain | | | | | | | |
82 | By the thorn-road, and none other | | | | | | | |
83 | When the gladsome day declineth | | | | | | | |
84 | Through all the various shifting scene | | | | | | | |
85 | Out of the night that covers me | | | | | | | |
86 | I look to thee in every need | | | | | | | |
87 | When fond hopes fall and skies are dark before us | | | | | | | |
88 | Within the maddening maze of things | | | | | | | |
89 | Whoever plants a seed beneath the sod | | | | | | | |
90 | O sometimes comes to soul and sense | | | | | | | |
91 | I little see, I little know | | | | | | | |
92 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
93 | The world in radiant beauty lies | | | | | | | |
94 | A lowering sky with heavy clouds | | | | | | | |
95 | Standing upon the mountain top | | | | | | | |
96 | O Love, with thy sweet chains | | | | | | | |
97 | O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother! | | | | | | | |
98 | A voice by Jordan's shore! | | | | | | | |
99 | Wherever through the ages rise | | | | | | | |
100 | There is in every human heart | | | | | | | |