b Hither we turn with loy al heart, Dear Moth er of For more than gold has been the lore We learned beside thy knee, The faith that grows from more to more, The truth that mak-eth free; A-men. 2 The strength to do and to endure Through good report and ill, The heart of love, the conscience pure, We walk the well-known paths once more And breathe the air of home. 3 Nor we alone: they come unseen, Unheard their footsteps fall; Voices long hushed to earth within The cloistered silence call. Fair visions rise from out the years, 4 Be proud, O Mother, of thy past! It lives in thee to-day; And still its high traditions cast Their light upon thy way. Our love and hope ring out their chime Above thy festival; Blessings upon thee through all time, Thou who hast blessed us all! FREDERICK L. HOSMER 2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might: Thou, in the darkness drear, their Light of light. Alleluia! 3 0, may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia ! 4 O, blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Alleluia! 7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, WILLIAM W. How, 1864 We come un-to our fa-thers' God,Their Rock is our sal-va-tion; Th' e-ternal arms,their bb4 dear a-bode We make our hab - i-ta-tion; We bring Thee,Lord, the praise they bro't, With His own blood He bought her, And for her life He died. A-men. b 2 Elect from every nation, Yet one o'er all the earth, One Lord, one faith, one birth; 3 'Mid toil and tribulation, 4 Yet she on earth hath union With those whose rest is won: Lord, give us grace that we, SAMUEL J. STONE, 1866 |