Above:  Palm Trees

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Text (1921) by Katharine Lee Bates (1859-1929)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Thy palm trees with dew and sun,

Thy cedars crowning Lebanon,

Thine olives of Gethsemane,

O Lord of Light, all worshipped thee.

Refrain:

Hosanna! Hosanna! To the Son of David,

Hosanna! Hosanna! To the Son of David,

Hosanna, To the Son of David, Hosanna!

2.  Let oaks and elms take up thy praise,

Let maples, birches, willows raise

Adoring branches in thy sight,

O Lord of Beauty, Lord of Light.

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3.  Thou art the vine, to thee we bring

Ourselves thy branches, glad with spring;

By ripening fruit may we be known,

O Lord of Light and Love, thine own.

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Above:  Icon of the Holy Trinity

Image in the Public Domain

Text by Charles Gordon Ames (1828-1912)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Father in heaven,

Hear us today;

Hallowed thy name be,

Hear us, we pray.

O let thy kingdom come,

O let thy will be done,

By all beneath the sun,

As in the skies.

2.  Father in heaven,

Hear us today;

Hallowed thy name be,

Hear us we pray.

Giver of daily food,

Fountain of truth and good,

Be all our hearts imbued

With love like thine.

3.  Father in heaven,

Hear us today;

Hallowed thy name be,

Hear us, we pray.

Lead us in paths of right,

Save us from sin and blight,

King of all love and might,

Glorious for aye.

Above:  Dawn on River

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Text (1925) by Harry Webb Farrington (1879-1930)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Dear Lord, who sought at dawn of day

The solitary woods to pray,

In quietness we come to ask

Thy presence for the daily task.

2.  O Master, who with kindly face

At noonday trod the market place,

We crave a brother’s smile and song

When mingling in the lovely throng.

3.  Thou wearied Christ, at eventide

Renewed upon the mountain side,

Restore us with thy mystic night

Before the falling of the night.

4.  Strong Pilot, who at midnight hour

Could calm the sea with gentle power,

Grant us the skill to aid the bark

Of those who drift in storm and dark.

The Sermon on the Mount
Carl Bloch, 1890

Above:  The Sermon on the Mount, by Carl Heinrich Bloch

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Text (1859) by Henry Summerfield Ninde (1835-1931)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Thou who taught the thronging people

By blue Galilee;

Speak to us, thy erring children,

Teach us purity.

2.  Thou whose touch could heal the leper,

Make the blind to see;

Touch our hearts and turn the sinning

Into purity.

3.  Thou whose word could still the tempest,

Calm the raging sea;

Hush the storm of human passion,

Give us purity.

4.  Thou who sinless met the tempter;

Grant, O Christ, that we

May o’er come the bent to evil

By thy purity.

Above:  The Twelve Apostles

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Text (1920) by Percy MacKaye (1875-1956)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Holy, holy, holy, Lord, thy disciples

Gather in devotion to sing and dream of thee:

Holy, holy, holy, beautiful and gracious,

Still in our hearts we dwell in Galilee.

2.  Holy, holy, holy, still in the morning

Mending our fisher nets, we hail thee by the shore;

Friend and guide and brother, by the wells of evening

Deep from thy voice we drink thy healing lore.

3.  Holy, holy, holy, Lord, thy disciples

Ever through the ages lie again because of thee:

Holy, holy, holy, all thy ways we follow,

From Bethlehem to dark Gethsemane.

Above:  Nativity

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1926) by William Merriam Crane (1880-?)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Lord Jesus, Son of Mary,

As now we hail thy birth,

Give faith to see thy coming

Each year, each day, to earth.

2.  Thou comest, walking with us,

In those whose faces shine

With joy to know and mirror

The wondrous life divine.

3.  Thou comest, living truly,

In those who never swerve

In tho’t or happy purpose

To lift and love and serve.

4.  Thou comest, Lord of nations,–

Thy promise to fulfill,–

In those with faith to stablish

The kingdom of good will.

Above:  Wild Forest and River Landscape

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1929) by Osbert Wrightman Warmingham (1885-?)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Spirit of God, for every good

Granted in Sacramental mood,

We raise our song of gratitude,

Alleluia!

2.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

For wooded hills in verdure dressed,

For jeweled waters, wind-caressed,

For ample skies with glories stressed,

Alleluia!

3.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

For beauty’s benedictive moods,

For friendship’s pure beatitudes,

For truth’s eternal rectitudes,

Alleluia!

4.  For childhood’s luring potencies,

For youth’s invigorating dreams,

For manhood’s fuller prophecies,

Alleluia!

5.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

And for thyself, O Spirit, Lord,

Creative Truth and Living Word,

We sing today in deep accord,

Alleluia!

Above:  Lake in Dawn Time

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1926) by Earl Marlatt (1892-1976)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Spirit of Life, in this new dawn,

Give us the faith that follows on,

Letting thine all-pervading power

Fulfill the dream of this high hour.

2.  Spirit Creative, give us light,

Lifting the raveled mists of night.

Touch thou our dust with spirit hand

And make us souls that understand.

3.  Spirit Redeeming, give us grace,

When crucified to seek thy face,

To read forgiveness in thine eyes–

Today with Thee in Paradise.

4.  Spirit Consoling, let us find

Thy hand when sorrows leave us blind.

In the gray valley let us hear

Thy silent Voice:  “Lo, I am near.”

5.  Spirit of Love, at evening time,

When weary feet refuse to climb,

Give us thy vision, eyes that see

Beyond the dark, the dawn, and thee.

Above:  Apotheosis of War, by Vasily Vereshchagin

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1930) by Earl Marlatt (1892-1976)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

No longer, Lord, thy sons shall sow

Hatred and death where poppies blow;

Peace out of harrowed lives shall grow.

Alleluia!

2.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

No more shall flares and rockets rain

Pallor on sons and fathers slain;

Justice shall vanquish grief and pain.

Alleluia!

3.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Peace-Maker, Christ, whose living word

Quieted waves and sheathed the sword,

Show us thy risen spirit, Lord,

Alleluia!

4.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Till souls of all the crucified

Waken from sea and mountainside,

Hailing the dream for which they died.

Alleluia!

5.  Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Then shall we stand as Mary stood,

Knowing thou livest, life is good,

Making all men a brotherhood.

Alleluia!

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Above:  A Trail

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1926) by Earl Marlatt (1892-1976)

Hymn Source = The New Hymnal for American Youth (1930)

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1.  “Are ye able,” said the Master,

“To be crucified with me?”

“Yea,” the sturdy dreamers answered,

“To the death we follow thee.”

Refrain:

“Lord we are able.”

Our spirits are thine.

Remold them, make us,

Like thee, divine.

Thy guiding radiance

Above us shall be

A beacon to God,

To love and loyalty.

2.  “Are ye able” to remember,

When a thief lifts up his eyes,

That his pardoned soul is worthy

Of a place in Paradise?

Refrain

3.  “Are ye able” when the shadows

Close around you with the sod,

To believe that spirit triumphs,

To commend your soul to God?

Refrain

4.  “Are ye able,” still the Master

Whispers down eternity,

And heroic spirits answer,

Now, as then, in Galilee.

Refrain