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The Son of God Goes Forth to 'W'ar

The Son of God goes forth to war,A kingly crown to gain;

His blood-red banner streams afar;Who follows in his train?

Who best can drink his cup of woe,Triumphant over pain,

Who patient bears his cross below,He follows in IIis train.

The martyr first, whose eagle eyeCould pieree beyond the giave,

Who saw his Master in the sky,And called on Him to save:

Like Him, with pardon on His tongueIn midst of mortal pain,

He praye{ fgr them that did the wrong:Who follows in His train?

A glorious band, the chosen fewOn whom the Spirit c&me,

Twelve valiant Saints, their hope they knew,And moeked the cross and-flame:

They me! the tyrant's brandished steel,The lion's gory mane;

They bowed their necks the death to feel:Who follows in their train?

A noble army, men and boys,Whom death made not afraid,

Around the Saviour's throne rejoiee,In robes of light arrayed:

They climbed the steep ascent to heavenThrough peril, toil and pain:

O God, !o_us *uy grace be givenTo follow in their train. Amen.

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God Save AmericaGod s&ve America, new world of glory,

New born to freedom and. kniwl6dge and power,Lifting the towers of her lightning-lit ciTies r

TV'here the flood tides of humanity roar !

God s&ve America! Here may all racesI{ingle together as children of God,

Founding _an empire on brotherly kindness,Equal in liberty, made of one blood.

God s&ve America! Brotherhood banishWail of the worker and curse of the crushed;

Joy bryqk in songs from her jubilant millions,Hailing the day when all discords are hubhed!

God Save America (continued)

God s&ve America! Bearing the olive,Hers be the blessing the peace-makers prove,

Calling the nations to glad feiieration,Leading the world in the triumph of love!

God sa,ve America! Mid all her splendorsSave her from pride and from luxury;

Throne in her heart^ the unseen and eterid,l:Right be her might and the truth make her free !

-Written bA W. G. Ballonttine.

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A Song for Springfield

Now raise a song for Springfield, let hearts and voiees blend,To eelebrate her praises whose fame shall have no end;-

IVhile fellowship makes holy, while eager hope elates,And visioned men come thronging her spacious gates.

May viclo_ry deseending e'er keep her banners bright,- Al4 dye with nerm effulgence ourrare maroon and white;

Bring fairness with thee winging, and energy to dare,Together shall ye guardian her field so fair.

Earth-wide may happy boyhood lift high his wond'ring eyes,

-Strong ygyth bring back the vision of e?Ltl.rly paradi-se;To follow truth to wisdoffi, nor failt thru falt'ring fears,

Be this thy task, O Springfield, thru all the years.

-Written and cornposed bA F. ,S. Hyde.

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Cheer for the Team

Mid ranks of fur-encircled beauty,Under chill November skies,

Let us hope_ the team will do its duty,As it _plays 'nea,th laughter-beaming eyes:

Let's recall the emblem of -the

beaver,Which hath been from days of yorel

Massasoitts evtr5r true believerNow will cheer the team to pile the score.

Chorus:Cheer for the team, boys, team, team,Life's not given to sit down and dream.

Spring on the field a stunt,Springfield to the front,

Kick-off, run or punt,A cheer for the team.

Cheer for the Team (continued)

Put it on them in good style,Play hard and all the while,

-Anybody's game, Vou hnow, until the whistle blows!" Uniil t[e wtiistle blowsi

Until the whistle blows!Cheer for the team, boys, team, team,Life's not given to sit down and dream;

Now into ev'ry play,Up, with the ball away',H-eie's where we win the daY,-A cheer for the team!

May the pines that whisper high above us" Bea,r^afar the song and cheer;

While the hearts that only beat to love usThrilt again our victory to hear.

Stalwart sons of swarthy Massasoit',On the newly whiten'd field,

Rise to deeds that inspire the poet;To a finish fight, but never yield.

Cl;rn.us:

Morning HymnThy sun, O Lord, hath past the morning's gate,-

His'beams illume creation new-createlAll life exults in rest, the gift of night,

Thank God for living,Joy mid sadness giving,

For hope aia friendship, slrength to do the right. 1

From seas of mist the glad green hils arjse,-The woodland songsters greet the glowing skies;

So ev'ry day dost Thou make all things new.- Thank God for living,Higher courage giving,-

That failure teach us our great best to do.

Thv light, O Lord, hath filled the temple dome," T[is holy edifice we call our hom6'FroJffi;I; and earth stands i;tth Tliy maiesty,

Thank God for living,Huppy vistas givlpg'

Of what lifeii, of all itltil ilay be.

-Written and conxposed bA F. S. HVde.

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AgawamFor countless Years' o AEuwam

rhy pi;;-#;; ild"tliid ir"iFli:ffi"r balm.- And still thy influence impartsTheir vigor

-to responsive hearts"

Whene'er thy swarthy heroes meetFlushed with the game, 'tis thee they greet.

Chorus:O Agaw&m, dear Agawam,

In secula te foveam,O Agaw&D, fair Agawam,

In secula te foveam.

The lessons we have pondertd oterOn Massasoit's lovelv shore,

The comrades dade, the vict'ries-won'The joy of life from sun to sun'-

For these #. pass the cheer along,TV'hile answ'ring woods give back the song.

Chorus:

And when our last camp-fire is gone'IVhen all our work and play are done,

Our thoughts a baclcward flight will take,O Agawefo, by thy clear lake.

Then once again we'll tread thy shores,And hear the plash of distant oa,rs.

chorw: written bE Mrs. F. ,s. Hyd,e"

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A Studentts PraYer

Lead us to thee, great' spirit, energisingAll we can know or .utittu"f,tr.v-und sea;

l,ieht universal in our minds arising,W'e shall know peace as we eonform to thee.

Thou art in all, yet as the all we know thee,Ourselves,'thy children proudly we- confessl

Maker and fri6nd, with nau$ht -abov-e,' below thee;We are at home in thy world wilderness.

Knowledge alone reveals thee as thou workest,Thou art the truth our minds are fain to learn;

Tfings of the morning bear us where thou lurkest,Walking with thee our hearts within us burn.

Not in our loves, our hopes, our darkentd willingWould we our highest evolution se-q;

Thv varied life our sdrls would be fulfilling,- Each daily vision bring uB nearer thee.

-Written and @rnposed by F. ,S. Hyde.

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-Written and cornposd bV F. ,S. Hgdc.

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'!V'etre Going to Leave Old Massasoit'We're going to leave old Massasoit,

We're going to leave the town;We're going to leave those maidens fair,

With eyes so blue, so brown;Our boat is on the river,

The hour is drawing nigh;For when the sun goes down tonight,

We're going to say goodbye.

Chorus:We're going to say goodbye,We're going to say goodbye,

For when the sun goes down tonight,We're going to say goodbye.

We're going to leave old Massasoit,'W'e're going to leave the School,'W'e're going to leave the shaded banks,The water clear and cool;'We've wandered through the buildings,W'etve trod the campus o'er,

But when the sun goes down tonight,We'll bid them &u revoir.

Chorus:

'W.e're going to leave old Massasoit,Our student days are o'er;

We're going to leave our comrades true,To meet them all no more.

Oh, dear old Alma Mater,We'll hold thy standard high,

Until the sun of life goes down,-And we must say goodbye.

Chorus:

Show Me the Scotchman

Show me the Scotchman who doesn't love the thistle,Show me the Englishm&n who doesn't love the rose,

Show me the true-hearted son of old Springfield,IVho doesn't love the spot where the Massasoit flows.

Springfield, Vfe Love Thee OnlySprin-g_field, we love thee only, our hearts are true,

.Cheer,.cheer, the.game_ is ours, we'lI stand with you.Rush! rush! everyone's with your

Rig!.t_to the finish we will uphold you,You are the team,

On! On! on with the ball for it's Springfield's g&me.

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Gon Get tem, SpringfieldGo, get'em, Springfield!

We're out today to win this g&me.Go, get 'em, Springfteld!

We're backing you to bring us fame.Fight, fight, fight,-fight !

rn"ovi'otlii*#316,rary we wiu cheer.Go, get 'em, Springfield!

Go get 'e*;Go get tem-

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For Old Springfield'W'here*the pines stand on high q'er the far shining water,

where winds whisper qoTt through the forestJ of yorb,There rise thy towers, -our

beloved ATma Nlater,There soyn{ thy. praise from each echoing ihore.

Let each noble deed in our mem'ry be dwellin"g,YVhen viet'ry \$ *towned us on track, fieia and floor;

Then our voices we'll raise in_a_glad chorud swelling,To thee, dear old springfield, our anthems we !our.

Chorus:For old Springfield, for old Springfield,

We'll score &w&vA"d;ii'- ti'; a;i';For Springfield;

For she is where you learn to plav the eame.And she is wher_e-you learn to wii, the ih,m*,Tbg- very best _plai:e on earth is she,With a rah, rph, Ja4, ra_h,- !ah, rah,'rah, rah, rah,

S-pfl+e{el{ gprlngfiqid, Springfietd',For old S_pringfieltl, foi old Spiingfreld,

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Wetll score &wavAnd wi" it;e;+'F;'-$;d'n;it"'

-Writtan and, @rnposed bV F. S. Hyde.

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