Part 16

T Take my heart, O Father— Anon. Take our pledge, eternal Father— Mott Tell me not in mournful numbers— Longfellow, H. W. That God is Love, unchanging Love— Furness The ages one great minster seem— Lowell The brightening dawn and— Burleigh The bud will soon become a flower— Very, J. The builders, toiling through the days— Ham The changing years, Eternal God— Mason The earth, all light and loveliness— Miles The evening wind begins to blow— Long The God that to our fathers— Savage The heavens thy praise are telling— See: Longfellow, S. The land our fathers left to us— Higginson The Lord gave the word— Frothingham, N. L. The Lord is in his holy place— Gannett The loving Friend to all who bowed— Longfellow, S. The morning hangs its signal— Gannett The outward building stands complete— Hosmer The past is dark with sin and shame— Higginson The past yet lives in all its truth— Appleton The patriarch’s dove, on weary wing— Frothingham, N. L. The perfect world by Adam trod— Willis, N. P. The rose is queen among the flowers— Hosmer The Saviour said “Yet one thing more”— Longfellow, H. W. The spirit of the Lord has stirred— Mott The summer days are come again— Longfellow, S. The sun is still forever sounding— Hedge The very blossoms of our life— Savage The voice of God is calling— Holmes, J. H. The Will Divine that woke a waiting time— Johnson The works, O Lord, our hands— Wilson, L. G. The world throws wide its brazen gates— Weiss Theories, which thousands cherish— Waterston There cometh o’er the spirit— Very, W. There is a beautiful land— Burleigh There is a strife we all must wage— Bulfinch There is a world, and O how blest— Anon. There is a world eye hath not seen— Attributed to Very, J. There is no flock, however watched— Longfellow, H. W. They are slaves who will not choose— Lowell Thirsting for a living spring— Appleton This child we dedicate— Gilman, S. This day let grateful praise ascend— Hale, M. W. Thou art my morning, God of light— Robbins, S. D. Thou art, O God! my East— Robbins, S. D. Thou art the Way, and he— Anon. Thou, infinite in love— Miles Thou glorious God, before whose face— Chadwick Thou Grace Divine, encircling all— Scudder Thou gracious Power, whose mercy— Holmes, O. W. Thou Life within my life, than self— Scudder Thou Lord of hosts, whose guiding hand— Frothingham, O. B. Thou Lord of life, our saving health— Longfellow, S. Thou mighty God, who didst of old— Chadwick Thou One in all, thou All in one— Beach Thou only Living, only True— Furness Thou must go forth alone— Anon. Thou rulest, Lord, the lights on high— Williams, T. C. Thou unrelenting past— Bryant Thou, who didst stoop below— Miles Thou who dost all things give— Furness Thou whose glad summer yields— Johnson Thou whose love didst give us birth— altered to Thou whose love brought us to birth— Foote, H. W., II. Thou whose spirit dwells in all— Chadwick Through the changes of the day— Burleigh Through willing heart and helping hand— Hosmer Thy kingdom come, O Lord— Hosmer Thy kingdom come, on bended knee— Hosmer Thy praise, O God, in Zion waits— Kimball Thy seamless robe conceals Thee not— Chadwick Thy servants’ sandals, Lord— Johnson Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea— Badger ’Tis not Thy chastening hand— Anon. ’Tis winter now; the fallen snow— Longfellow, S. To him who children blessed— Clarke To hold thy glory, Lord of all— Williams, T. C. To light that shines in stars and souls— Johnson To prayer! for the day that God hath blest— Ware To prayer, the glorious sun is gone— Ware To prayer, to prayer, for morning breaks— Ware To the High and Holy One— Furness To the truth that makes us free— Furness To Thee, O God in heaven— Clarke To thine eternal arms, O God— Higginson Today be joy in every heart— Hosmer Toiling through the livelong night— Bulfinch Touch Thou mine eyes— Ham Turn not from him who asks of thee— Very, J. Turn to the stars of heaven— Adams, J. Q. ’Twas in the East, the mystic East— Hedge ’Twas the day when God’s anointed— Hedge

U Unto thy temple, Lord, we come— Collyer Unworthy to be called thy son— Furness Uplift the song of praise— Hosmer

W We ask not that our path— Burleigh We bless Thee for this sacred day— Gilman, C. We follow, Lord, where thou— Anon. We go not on a pilgrimage— Very, J. We have not wings; we may not soar— Longfellow, H. W. We honor those whose work began— Horton We love the venerable house— Emerson We meditate the day— Frothingham, N. L. We pray for truth and peace— Hurlburt We pray no more, made lowly wise— Hosmer We see the gallant streamer yet— Sears We sowed a seed in faith and hope— Longfellow, S. We will not weep, for God is standing by— Hurlburt What has drawn us thus apart— Chadwick What is the world that it should share— Furness What is this that stirs within— Furness What means this glory round our feet— Lowell What power unseen by mortal eye— Bulfinch What purpose burns within our hearts— Savage Whatever dims the sense of truth— Hale, M. W. When adverse winds and waves arise— Sigourney When Christ with all his shining train— Prince When courage fails, and faith burns low— Hosmer When doomed to death the Apostle lay— Bryant When from the Jordan’s gleaming wave— Longfellow, S. When gladness gilds our prosperous day— Burleigh When God upheaved the pillared earth— Pray When he who from the scourge of wrong— Bryant When in silence o’er the deep— Hale, M. W. When Israel’s foes, a numerous host— Fernald When, o’er the billow-heaving— Adams, J. Q. When, on devotion’s seraph wing— Miles When shadows gather on our way— Hosmer When shall the voice of singing— Anon. When the blind suppliant— Bryant When the constant sun returning— Hosmer When the gladsome day declineth— Savage When the world around us throws— Williams, T. C. When this song of praise shall cease— Bryant When thy heart, with joy o’erflowing— Williams, T. C. Where ancient forests round us spread— Norton Where is our holy church?— Wilson, E. H. Where men on mounts of vision— Hosmer While thus [now] thy throne of grace— Robbins, C. While with lips with praise that glow— Pierpont Whither, midst falling dew— Bryant Who is thy neighbor? He whom thou— Peabody, W. B. O. Who would sever freedom’s shrine?— Gilman, S. Why come not spirits— Anon. Why should I fear— Adams, J. Q. Why slumbereth, Lord, each— Anon. Why weep for those, frail child— Loring, W. J. Wild was the day, the wintry sea— Bryant Will God, who made the earth— Follen Wilt Thou not visit me?— Very, J. With heart’s glad song, dear Lord— Young With loving hearts and hands— Ames With praise and prayer our gifts we bring— Ware Wonders still the world shall witness— Trapp Work, and thou shalt bless the day— Dana

Y Years are coming, speed them— Ballou Yes, to the last command— Gilman, S.

Transcriber’s Notes

--This eBook is public-domain in the country of publication.

--Corrected a few palpable typographical errors.

--Restored a book name, _Hymns of the Ages_, that had apparently dropped out of page 149 of the typescript.

--Added a heading “Biographical Sketches” for consistency with the Table of Contents.

--Tweaked the form of some personal names to be consistent; and added links where possible.

--Created a Book Cover Image, released for free and unrestricted use with this eBook.

--In the text versions only, text in italics is delimited by _underscores_.