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I live for those who love me

Hymnal: MSST1897 #11 (1897) Lyrics: 1 I live for those who love me, For those I know are true For Heaven that smiles above me, And awaits my spirit too; For human ties that bind me, For the task that God assigned me, For the bright hopes left behind me, And the good that I can do, For the bright hopes left behind me, And the good that I can do. 2 I live to hail the season, By gifted minds foretold, When men shall live by reason, And not alone for gold; When man to man united, And every wrong thing righted, The whole world shall be lighted As Eden was of old, The whole world shall be lighted As Eden was of old. 3 I live to hold communion With all that is divine, To find there is a union, 'Twixt Nature's heart and mine; To profit by affliction, Reap truths from fields of fiction, Grow wiser from conviction, And fulfil each grand design, Grow wiser from conviction, And fulfil each grand design. 4 I live for those who love me, For those who know me true; For Heaven that smiles above me, And awaits my spirit too; For wrong that needs resistance, For the cause that lacks assistance, For the dawning in the distance, And the good that I can do, For the dawning, in the distance, And the good that I can do. Tune Title: [I live for those who love me]

The wild flower drinks the morning dew

Hymnal: MSST1897 #12 (1897) First Line: The wild flower drinks the morning dew Lyrics: 1 The wild flower drinks the morning dew, And greets the breezes free; The pure in heart their strength renew From thee, my God, from thee, From thee, my God, from thee. 2 The tired bird seeks at night her rest Within the sheltering tree; So longs the weary heart to rest, On thee, my God, on thee, On thee, my God, on thee. 3 The bark by storms and tempest driven Would to its haven flee; So turns the spirit, sorely riven, To thee, my God, to thee, To thee, my God, to thee. 4 My morning dew, my evening rest, My quiet haven be; Give me to find my strength and rest, In thee, my God, in thee, In thee, my God, in thee. Tune Title: [The wildflower drinks the morning dew]

The battle of life

Hymnal: MSST1897 #13 (1897) First Line: March on! brave youth, the field of strife Lyrics: 1 March on! brave youth, the field of strife, With peril, fraught, before thee lies; March on! the battle plain of life Shall yield thee yet a glorious prize. Unfurl thy banner to the breeze, Emblazon truth on every fold, And, nobly shunning selfish ease, Tread down the wrong, the right uphold. 2 March on! and in thy glowing heart, The reveille of hope shall beat! March on! and bear that glorious part, Which renders victory doubly sweet. Press forward to the battle field, And bear thee bravely, noble youth: Gird on thy armor, take thy shield, And boldly strike for God and truth! Tune Title: [March on! brave youth, the field of strife]

Awake, awake the tuneful voice!

Hymnal: MSST1897 #14 (1897) First Line: Awake, awake the tuneful voice Lyrics: 1 Awake, awake the tuneful voice, And strike the joyful strings; We'll pour the mellow notes along, And raise a pealing, glad'ning song, 'Till heaven with music rings. 2 'Tis not the cold and formal strain, That wakes the inward flame, But 'tis the song that glows like fire, The songs that feeling hearts inspire, A music worth the name. 3 But hark! those sweet concordant notes That breathed a magic spell, That seem like sounds which angels sing, Like sounds which have in heaven their spring, Where holy beings dwell; 4 'Tis these that glow from friendship's soul, 'Tis these that speak the heart; 'Tis these that show the peaceful mind, The spirit meek, and pure, and kind, Unstained by vicious art. 5 O yet, 'tis here that music dwells, In friendship's sweet abode; 'Tis here that notes concordant sound, 'Tis here that harmony is found, Like that which dwells with God. Tune Title: [Awake, awake the tuneful voice]

Sunshine

Hymnal: MSST1897 #15 (1897) First Line: How we love to see thee Lyrics: 1 How we love to see thee, Golden evening sun! How we love to see thee, When the day is done. 2 Be it ours, thus brightly, Virtue's course to run; Ours to sleep so sweetly, All our labors done. 3 Thus we wish in childhood, While we gaze on thee, With our heavenly pathway Like thine own may be. Tune Title: [How we love to see thee]

The summer

Hymnal: MSST1897 #16 (1897) First Line: The crimson clouds across the sky Lyrics: 1 The crimson clouds across the sky, A rosy lustre fling. The wakened birds are soaring high, With joyful caroling. A-down the hills, the shining rills Are singing blithe, and sweet, and gay; Then join the chime of summer time, This glad and shining summer day. 2 A thousand flowers their perfume bring, To scent the morning air. A thousand buds are opening, In dewy fragrance fair. O'er rock and tree, and dancing sea, The joyous sunbeams gaily play Then join the chime of summer time This glad and shining summer day. 3 Oh! break out dull and lifeless chains, And come and taste the bliss, That floods the vales, and hills, and plains, On such a morn as this, When land and sea are full of glee, No longer will we idly stray. Then join the chime of summer time, This glad and shining summer day. Tune Title: [The crimson clouds across the sky]

Rest

Hymnal: MSST1897 #17 (1897) First Line: The morning hours of cheerful light Lyrics: 1 The morning hours of cheerful light Of the day are best; The morning hours of cheerful light Of the day are best; But as they speed their hasty flight, If every hour is spent aright, Soft and sweet is our sleep, Pleasant is our rest at night; Soft and sweet is our sleep, Pleasant is our rest. 2 Our life is like a summer day, And as quickly past; Our life is like a summer day And as quickly past; Youth is the morning bright and gay, And, if 'tis spent in wisdom's way, Pure and blest is the rest, We shall surely reap at last; Pure and blest is the rest, We shall reap at last. Tune Title: [The morning hours of cheerful light]

Little sunbeam

Hymnal: MSST1897 #18 (1897) First Line: O, would you be a sunbeam Lyrics: 1 O, would you be a sunbeam, In this fair world of ours, To give forth life and gladness, And waken up the flowers? Do deeds of winning kindness To dear ones round thy hearth; Do deeds of winning kindness, To dear ones round thy hearth; But think, amidst thy sweet home-love, Of lonely ones on earth. 2 And in thy loving mission, Let none forgotten be; Let insect, bird and flower Be cared for tenderly; And so shalt thou be truly; A little sunbeam bright, And so shalt thou be truly, A little sunbeam bright, To shine with perfect loveliness, And fill thy home with light. Tune Title: [O, would you be a sunbeam]

We've all our angel side

Hymnal: MSST1897 #19 (1897) First Line: There's good in everything we view Lyrics: 1 There's good in everything we view; The truth we none can hide; In every heart there's goodness, too; We've all our angel side. 2 From sense of sight, it may be hid-- From sense of sin, denied; 'Twill show itself, when it is bid; We've all our angel side. 3 There never yet was found a heart, Where goodness all had died; 'Twas hidden in some unseen part; We've all our angel side. 4 Thy fallen brother hath a soul; His fall do not deride; God's mercy still will make him whole; We've all our angel side. Tune Title: [There's good in everything we view]

"A new commandment I give unto you"

Hymnal: MSST1897 #20 (1897) First Line: Oh, what a world this might be Lyrics: 1 Oh, what a world this might be, More blest than e'er before. Come learn and 'twill requite thee, To love each other more. Let love's sweet spirit guide us, And learn whate'er betide us, To love our brother man, To love our brother man. 2 Then angel guests will brighten, The threshold, with their wings, And love divine enlighten, The old forgotten springs. Oh! what a world of beauty, If man but did his duty, And loved his brother man, And loved his brother man. Tune Title: [Oh, what a world this might be]