The Truth Seeker Collection of Forms, Hymns and Recitations, Original and Selected, for the Use of Liberals

#	Text	Tune
d301	Science in ancient days
d302	Science, thou fair effusive ray
d303	Scorn not the slightest word or deed
d304	Scourge and tyrant of the land
d305	Shall tears e'er cease to flow
d306	Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod
d307	She came among the glittering crowd
d308	Should former patriots be forgot
d309	Sing to wisdom's virtuous ways
d310	Sleeps well the past
d311	So ripe and full, the gathered sheaf
d312	Some flowers there are of modest worth
d313	Someone has gone from this strange world
d314	Something is lost when your possessions perish
d315	Sons of toil, and daughters true
d316	Sons, who have with truth been fed
d317	Soon shall the trump of freedom
d318	Sound the loud timbrel o'er mystery's dark sea
d319	Source of life as found in nature
d320	Sow with a generous hand
d321	Speak gently, it is better far
d322	Spirit of nature
d323	Spirits who guide us
d324	Stand for the right and stand for the true
d325	Stand up for the right, though you stand alone
d326	Stand up, stand up for Jesus, be soldiers
d327	Star of progress, guide us onward
d328	Still firm in purpose ever be
d329	Strengthen my fainting spirit, ye who guide
d330	Strike the cymbal, roll the tymbal [timbrel]
d331	Strike those chords once more
d332	Struggling heart, hope ever
d333	Sweet hour of prayer, of nature's prayer
d334	Sweet rest at last, At last the hands are folded
d335	Take the spade of perseverance
d336	Tell me not, in mournful numbers
d337	The bright sun of reason relumes her fair sky
d338	The common school, the common school
d339	The darkness of the ages past
d340	The day is breaking in the East
d341	The day our fathers waited for is dawning
d342	The days of our childhood how pleasant they are
d343	The dry leaves are falling
d344	The earth hath treasures fair and bright
d345	The great, the unknown cause
d346	The green grass upward springing
d347	The harp at nature's advent strung
d348	The heavens are opening, the light shining forth
d349	The joys that are perfect
d350	The laws of nature they are sure
d351	The man is thought a knave or fool
d352	The morn of peace is beaming
d353	The morning flowers display their sweets
d354	The morning star of freedom rises
d355	The new year's youth time is blooming now
d356	The night is heavy on our souls
d357	The parson may preach and the fanatic rave
d358	The past, for ever fled away
d359	The place of worship is not bound
d360	The presence of perpetual change
d361	The records of the olden time
d362	The reign of knowledge hail
d363	The river of death that with hushed breath
d364	The Spirit is passing the earth is retreating
d365	The spring which this year clad the earth
d366	The time has come to stand erect
d367	The waves are bright with rosy light
d368	The willing mind will ever deem heavy burdens light
d369	The world hath felt a quickening breath
d370	The world is strong with a mighty hope
d371	The world is young, my brothers
d372	The world may change from old to new
d373	The world was ne'er improved
d374	There are chains of social union
d375	There are hearts that never falter
d376	There are lonely hearts to cherish
d377	There are moments when life's shadows
d378	There are ninety and nine that helpless lie
d379	There came to the beach a poor victim of plunder
d380	There is a dear, beloved spot
d381	There is a flower, a little flower
d382	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d383	There is a gray cathedral old
d384	There is a spell in every flower
d385	There is many a rest in [on] the road of life
d386	There is no death, The stars go down
d387	There is no death, 'tis but the higher birth
d388	There is, we read, a time for pain
d389	There's a charm too often wanted
d390	There's a song the rills are singing
d391	There's good in everything we view
d392	There's music in the midnight breeze
d393	There's no dearth of kindness
d394	There's nothing like an earnest will
d395	These the gifts my soul doth ask
d396	They tell us that we worship not
d397	Think gently of the erring one
d398	Think not that martyrs die in vain
d399	This is what the angels teach
d400	This joyous assembly, here gathererd today