# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A conscious fortitude sustains | | | | | | | |
d2 | A joyful song now let us raise | | | | | | | |
d3 | A storm sped over sea and land | | | | | | | |
d4 | A triple health to friendship, science, art | | | | | | | |
d5 | A vote in the laws they make | | | | | | | |
d6 | Action, action, all is action | | | | | | | |
d7 | Actions, not words, is the world's greatest | | | | | | | |
d8 | Again the harbinger of light | | | | | | | |
d9 | Ah shall we see that glorious day | | | | | | | |
d10 | Ah wretched minds who still remain | | | | | | | |
d11 | All are architects of fate | | | | | | | |
d12 | All around us, fair with flowers | | | | | | | |
d13 | All hail the Truth, behold, he comes | | | | | | | |
d14 | All nature dies, and lives again | | | | | | | |
d15 | All nature speaks, let men give ear | | | | | | | |
d16 | All summer long the happy brook | | | | | | | |
d17 | All the children of God to the devil oft go | | | | | | | |
d18 | Am I a soldier of the cause | | | | | | | |
d19 | America, thou home of our fathers | | | | | | | |
d20 | Amidst a world of hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
d21 | Amidst the changing scenes of time | | | | | | | |
d22 | An offering to the shrine of power | | | | | | | |
d23 | And is religion all a dream | | | | | | | |
d24 | Angel Father, O be near me | | | | | | | |
d25 | Angry words are lightly spoken | | | | | | | |
d26 | Answer me, burning stars of night | | | | | | | |
d27 | Arise, O men, nor dream the hours | | | | | | | |
d28 | As brethren here again we meet | | | | | | | |
d29 | As o'er his furrowed fields which lie | | | | | | | |
d30 | As you travel o'er life's weary way | | | | | | | |
d31 | Augustine well and truly said | | | | | | | |
d32 | Awake, my beloved, the young moon-beams shine | | | | | | | |
d33 | Aye, longing to die | | | | | | | |
d34 | Balmy seas of time and motion | | | | | | | |
d35 | Base oppressors, leave your slumbers | | | | | | | |
d36 | Be firm, be bold, be strong, be true | | | | | | | |
d37 | Be thyself, a nobler gospel | | | | | | | |
d38 | Be thyself, there's nothing grander | | | | | | | |
d39 | Behold, the reign of freedom comes | | | | | | | |
d40 | Better than grandeur, better than gold | | | | | | | |
d41 | Better to say, I must, and bow beneath the rod | | | | | | | |
d42 | Beyond earth's storm | | | | | | | |
d43 | Blest is the man, whose softening [generous] heart | | | | | | | |
d44 | Blind old ignorance stalks through the land | | | | | | | |
d45 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d46 | Bosomed in the valleys of fragrance | | | | | | | |
d47 | Bound fast to creed who can be free | | | | | | | |
d48 | Bright messenger throng, art thou waiting | | | | | | | |
d49 | Brothers, be ye who ye may | | | | | | | |
d50 | Canst thou chain old time | | | | | | | |
d51 | Cherish faith in one another | | | | | | | |
d52 | Children of labor the day dawn is breaking | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come awake the daylight dawns | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come, friends give an ear | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d56 | Come join the social band | | | | | | | |
d57 | Come, join with freedom's band | | | | | | | |
d58 | Come, let us join and sing, Each in a joyful mood | | | | | | | |
d59 | Come let us join in cheerful song | | | | | | | |
d60 | Come sound the praise of truth's fair name | | | | | | | |
d61 | Comrades, see o'er yonder hill tops | | | | | | | |
d62 | Cover them over with beautiful flowers | | | | | | | |
d63 | Dare to be true, whatever your station | | | | | | | |
d64 | Dare to say no, when asked to drink | | | | | | | |
d65 | Dark today, O, dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
d66 | Days of error long have spread | | | | | | | |
d67 | Death is but a friendly stranger | | | | | | | |
d68 | Defend the poor and desolate, and rescue | | | | | | | |
d69 | Do not crouch today and worship | | | | | | | |
d70 | Do not grieve that she is taken | | | | | | | |
d71 | Drops in the ocean, are all our tears | | | | | | | |
d72 | Error's teachings shall molder in the grave | | | | | | | |
d73 | Eternal Father, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d74 | Ever there floats before the real | | | | | | | |
d75 | Everywhere kind nature leads us | | | | | | | |
d76 | Farewell, dear friends, adieu | | | | | | | |
d77 | Fled are the dreams that made us weak | | | | | | | |
d78 | For the future [are we] [we are] building | | | | | | | |
d79 | Forward, the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d80 | Freedom, gorgeous is the dawn | | | | | | | |
d81 | Freedom is risen | | | | | | | |
d82 | Freedom's charms alike engage | | | | | | | |
d83 | Friends and comrades, hear the signal | | | | | | | |
d84 | Friends of freedom, sons and daughters | | | | | | | |
d85 | Friends of freedom, ye who stand | | | | | | | |
d86 | From all our mountain regions | | | | | | | |
d87 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d88 | Gaily the sun woos the spring for his bride | | | | | | | |
d89 | Gather your roses while you may | | | | | | | |
d90 | Gird on your armor, the conflict draws nigh | | | | | | | |
d91 | Give me some green retired spot | | | | | | | |
d92 | Glad voices let us raise | | | | | | | |
d93 | Go search the fields of nature through | | | | | | | |
d94 | Go, still the heaving ocean's roar | | | | | | | |
d95 | God draws a cloud over each gleaming morn | | | | | | | |
d96 | God hath blest the warrior nations | | | | | | | |
d97 | Gods, Christs, and Bibles, all are gone | | | | | | | |
d98 | Great Source of beings, Fount of life | | | | | | | |
d99 | Great word, that fillest my mind | | | | | | | |
d100 | Guide us, Truth, thou star refulgent | | | | | | | |