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