234 MISS ELIZA E. HEWITT. PRAISES, HAPPY PRAISES. Adam Geibel, (1855 ) 1897. 1. Praise to Thee, our Father, In life's blooming hours; es Bright-er than the Clus-ter 'round our way; May our lov-ing service, Thank Thee ev-ery day. Singing the songs of homeland, Loud - ly the chorus rings; We march to the fight in our ar-mor bright, At the call of the King of kings." By courtesy of Mr. H. Ernest Nichol, Hull, England, through Brooklyn S, S. Union. fears and time of tears-Through the endless chime of years-Through the night into light trod, be-liev-ing God, Waves were parted with a rod: Manna bright, full and white, see for you and me Paths shall open safe and free. Never fear, God is near, fears and time of tears-Through the endless chime of years-Through the night into light Where the skies are in ever bright-Wave your ban- ners, lift ho san- nas, the night: Prayers as - cen - ded, rocks were rend - edare dear. Christ will meet you; He will greet you,er bright-Wave your ban-ners, lift Fell a round them Faith-ful souls to Him Where the skies are ev ho-san nas, |