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Who wast, and art,
And art to be;

Nor time shall see
Thy sway depart.

"Great are thy works of praise,
O God of boundless might!
All just and true thy ways,
Thou King of saints, in light!
Let all above,

And all below,
Conspire to show
Thy power and love.

"Who shall not fear thee, Lord,

And magnify thy name? Thy judgments, sent abroad,

Thy holiness proclaim.

Nations shall throng

From every shore,
And all adore

In one loud song."

While thus the powers on high

Their swelling chorus raise,

Let earth and man reply,

And echo back the praise;

His glory own,

First, last, and best,

God ever blest,

And God alone.



Tune, SANDY And Jenny.

COME, classmates and friends, as ye mingle once more,
Renew all the feelings so oft felt before;

Return from your wanderings on life's weary main,
And join the glad circle of friendship again.

The world we have seen is cold, wayward, and strange; It asks all our time, and gives little exchange:

Then gladly we cast all its troubles away,

And welcome the meeting of friendship to-day.

Smooth down the rough wrinkles of care on your brow;
From your eye dash the tear-drop of bitterness now;
Every cloud from the spirits be banished away,
And joy gild the moment of meeting to-day.

Has your lot, since we parted, been sad and distressed?
Has your eye lost its lustre, your bosom its rest?
You here shall rekindle its happiest ray,

And pillow your bosom on friendship to-day.

But if Fortune has clothed in her brightness your head, And sunshine and flowers decked the path that you tread,

Then bring your bright garlands, your treasures display, To gladden the meeting of friendship to-day.

How oft have we crowded this table around,
And pledged the high cup in festivity crowned!
To-day the same board shall its treasures display,
The same cup of feeling be mingled to-day.

And the taste of the wine, from this goblet of love,
Shall cling to our lips, and shall never remove;
Our cheeks the warm glow shall forever retain,
And bring back the thought of this meeting again.

our joy, and our pride!

Then pledge Alma-Mater-
We have drunk at her bosom, we've walked at her side:

Our warmest affections we ever will pay,

And live to her honor:- we pledge it to-day.



There is a very animated air and chorus, which I have heard sung with great delight, adapted to a triumphant song on the overthrow of the Egyptians

"Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea!

Jehovah hath triumphed! his people are free!"

The following lines, to the same tune, are more suitable to
Christian worship. They are particularly adapted to EASTER

LIFT your loud voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die!
Vain were the terrors that gathered around him,
And short the dominion of death and the grave;
He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him,
Resplendent in glory, to live and to save.

Loud was the chorus of angels on high-
"The Savior hath risen, and man shall not die!"

Glory to God, in full anthems of joy!
The being he gave us death cannot destroy!

Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow,

If tears were our birthright, and death were our end; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,

And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.

Lift, then, your voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die!






ONCE more we meet in peace; the storm has passed,
And cheerful suns ascend our skies at last;
The heavy cloud has rolled its gloom away,
And all the prospect brightens into day.
How glad the promise to our country given!
Lo, Peace descends, in angel form, from heaven,
And the dark train of misery and despair
Vanish, like misty forms of morning air.
Where late anxiety and gloom were seen
To cloud the brow, and agitate the mien, -
Where our sad fates, as slowly they unrolled,
Appalled alike the timid and the bold,-
Returning hope has marked the scene with joy,
And mirth and gladness every heart employ;
Joy on the tongue, and rapture in the eye,
The eager shout mounts upward to the sky!

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