“For all are one in Thee And all are Thine.” Since it was first published on July 4, 1895, in _The Congregationalist_,[30] multitudes of people have sung America, the Beautiful One hundred thousand persons, it has been estimated, each day sing the patriotic poem of Miss Katherine Lee Bates, who was a teacher of English literature in Wellesley College. Some schools make it a practice to have the children sing it daily. At the commencement of Syracuse University in 1930, a strange thrill swept the company of over one thousand young men and women who were assembled to receive their degrees, and the four thousand persons who were present to witness the graduation exercises, as they sang this hymn. Mighty was the volume of song as the words were reached: “America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea.” The source of the inspiration of this poem was related by Beatrice York Houghton. In an interview Miss Bates said that she and some friends had gone up Pike’s Peak and the vision from that great height exalted her soul into poetic fervor. The wide reaches of country—her country—the dizzy height which set her above it all, gave her a god-like inspiration, and the lines which came into her mind were remembered, afterwards to be set down. The origin of a nation’s life was strikingly evidenced in A Praise Service St. Paul’s Cathedral, London, is “the Parish Church of the British Empire.” When the repairs were completed after seventeen years in 1930, a memorable thanksgiving service was held under the renovated dome which was Sir Christopher Wren’s masterpiece. This famous architect was the son of a clergyman and such was his consuming devotion to his work that he could have said with Michael Angelo: “It is enough to have bread and to live in the faith of Christ.” The Thanksgiving service was attended by one hundred and sixty bishops of the Anglican Church, assembled from all parts of the Empire. It was broadcast to New York, Melbourne, Calcutta, Toronto and other cities. Dean Inge, of St. Paul’s, standing on the chancel steps, exhorted everyone to “give praise to God that he hath called us to take part in the joy and adventure of his glorious Kingdom.” The feelings of the occasion were voiced by seven thousand people through Henry Lyte’s hymn: “Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven! To His feet thy tribute bring; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who, like me, His Praise should sing? Praise Him! praise Him! praise Him! praise Him! Praise the Everlasting King!” In _The War Romance of the Salvation Army_, by Hill and Booth,[31] there is a reference to what was Sung on Memorial Day in France