Baker's American School Music Book: Containing a Thorough Elementary System

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Otis, Broaders & Company, 1845 - Music - 143 pages
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Page 99 - That bless the field and grove ; So innocent to look upon, They claim our warmest love. The happy birds — the tuneful birds, How pleasant 'tis to see ; No spot can be a cheerless place Where'er their presence be.
Page 133 - Be that prayer again repeated, — God speed the right ; Ne'er despairing, though defeated, God speed the right.
Page 133 - Ne'er the event nor danger fearing, God speed the right. Pains nor toils nor trials heeding, And in heaven's time succeeding, — God speed the right. 4 Still our onward course pursuing, God speed the right ; Every foe at length subduing, God speed the right.
Page 61 - Let true hearts welcome you, 2 From toil, and the cares on which the day is closing, The hour of eve brings sweet reprieve, Oh ! come, come away.
Page 77 - Look to the glad green earth, How from her grateful bosom, The herb and flower spring forth ; — These are her rich thanksgivings, The incense floats above ! Father ! what may we offer ? Thy chosen flower is love...
Page 99 - Dont kill the birds — the pretty birds That play among the trees ; 'Twould make the earth a cheerless place, To see no more of these.
Page 99 - Twould make the earth a cheerless place, Should we dispense with these. The little birds — how fond they play ! Do not disturb their sport ; But let them warble forth their songs Till winter cuts them short. Don't kill the birds — the happy birds That bless the field and grove : So innocent to look upon, They claim our warmest love.
Page 61 - Oil .' come, come away. In answering songs of sympathy, We'll sing, in tuneful harmony Of Hope, Joy, Liberty. Oh ! come, come away. 4 The bright day is gone ; the moon and stars appearing, With silver light illume the niglit, Oh ! come, come away.
Page 67 - THE ROSE THAT ALL ARE PRAISING. THE rose that all are praising, Is not the rose for me ; Too many eyes are gazing Upon the costly tree ; But there's a rose in yonder glen, That shuns the gaze of other men, For me its blossom raising, — Oh ! that's the rose for me. The gem a king might covet, Is not the gem for me ; From darkness who would move it, Save that the world may see...
Page 140 - Pure, and from error free', An offering worthy Thee', Parent divine. Unite our souls in love ; Smile on us from above', 'Till life be o'er'; Then gather us to Thee', In thine own fold to be, For evermore.

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