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O beautiful for spacious skies

Author: Katherine Lee Bates Hymnal: The Beacon Song and Service book #174 (1935) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Patriotism Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O Filipinas a Dagami

Hymnal: Ti Himnario Evangelico #174 (1958) First Line: O Filipinas ñga ina, Daga inget imnas Languages: Ilocano; Tagalog Tune Title: MATERNA

The joyous life that year by year

Author: Wm. Walsham How, 1823-1897 Hymnal: Hymns for Schools and Colleges #174 (1913) Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O beautiful for spacious skies

Author: Katharine Lee Bates Hymnal: The Beacon Hymnal #175 (1924) Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O Beautiful for Spacious Skies

Author: Katherine L. Bates, 1859-1929 Hymnal: The Children's Hymnbook #178 (1962) Lyrics: O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! Topics: Love For Country Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O mother dear, Jerusalem

Hymnal: Hymns of the Kingdom of God #178 (1923) Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O mother dear, Jerusalem

Hymnal: Hymns of the Kingdom of God #178 (1926) Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

O mother dear, Jerusalem!

Hymnal: The Parish School Hymnal #181 (1926) Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA

Jerusalem, My Happy Home

Author: Rev. Jos. Bromehead Hymnal: Northfield Hymnal No. 2 #182 (1916) Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? O happy harbor of the saints! O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow may be found, No grief, no care, no toil. 2 In thee no sickness may be seen, No hurt, no ache, no sore; In thee there is no dread of death, But life for evermore. No dampish mist is seen in thee, No cold nor darksome night; There every soul shines as the sun; There God Himself gives light. 3 There lust and lucre cannot dwell; There envy bears no sway; There is no hunger, heat, nor cold, But pleasure very way. Jerusalem, Jerusalem! God grant I once may see Thy endless joys, and of the same Partaker aye may be! 4 Thy walls are made of precious stones, Thy bulwarks diamonds square, Thy gates are of right orient pearl; Exceeding rich and rare; Thy houses are of ivory, Thy windows crystal clear; Thy tiles are made of beaten gold— O God that I were there! Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA