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4 But for a being without end
This vow of love we take;
For thy great mercy's sake.
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The new-born earth was laid,
Its fairest bloom displayed ;
The laughing soil was dressed,
Received their human guest, –
The heir of nature stood,
Beheld that all was good.
A single want was known,-
For Adam was alone.
By men and saints adored,
Around this nuptial board.
To wedded love be shown,
To whom our purest vows we pay,
And bless the labors of this day.
Fixed the proud empire of the free;
And Faith her altars reared to thee.
The sacred rights their valor won,
And send down truth from sire to son.
Their stores may truth and learning bring And still the anthem-note sublime
To thee from children's children sing.
J. G. ADAMS Dedication of a School-house. 1 God of our fathers ! from whose hand
Cume all our lights and blessings down, Who this devoted, favored land
Dost with thy choicest mercy crown!
We dedicate with prayer and praise
Above all gods, through endless days ! 3 Accept the offering - deign to dwell
With thy confiding children here;
4 Here through successive years may come
The youthful mind — fair Wisdom's guest ; Long be this house Instruction's home,
When those who reared it sink to rest.
J. G. ADAMS
In this glad hour!
Goodness and power !
In this fair land;
Freely may stand.
This house of thine;
Freedom divine !
P. H. SWEETSBA
In majesty sublime
2 But mind, enlightened and refined,
Shall live beyond the sky,
When time itself shall die!
3 A nobler monument we raise
Than costly marble pile —
From ignorance and guile.
To truth's supreme control;
The riches of the soul.
That issues from the throne of love,
The bright and heavenly courts above. 2 In living streams behold that tide
Through Christ the rock profusely burst; And in his word, behold supplied
The fount for which our spirits thirst.
Beneath the sultry sky of time,
The waters of that better clime.
4 And every soul may here partake
The blessings of the fount above;
Onward, let thy watchword be;
What though man derideth thee!
By thy pathway's only light;
Onward in the path of right!
Armor trusty hath for thee;
With the goodly panoply:
And thy feet with justice shod:
Wield thy sword, the word of God.
Faith thy mighty shield shall be ;
Lance and glorious falchion be;
In the path the martyrs trod :
Onward, in the strength of God.
Before thy presence bow;