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

#	Text	Tune
d401	This world is not all fleeting show
d402	Thou friend of every clime
d403	Thou hast seen two streamlets gushing
d404	Thou, the ethereal spirits flow
d405	Though darkness long has veiled the earth
d406	Though it lead o'er rock and mountain
d407	Three angel [royal] spirits walk the earth
d408	Through darkness and silence
d409	Through realms of earnest, lofty thought
d410	Tiny seeds make boundless harvests
d411	'Tis education's potent arm
d412	'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming alone
d413	'Tis true the world is very bad
d414	'Tis wisest and best at all times to do right
d415	To all earth's blessings deaf and blind
d416	To spread the truth, and truth alone
d417	To wisdom, mercy, truth and love
d418	Toiling in the earthly vineyard
d419	True worth is in being, not seeming
d420	Trust thyself, believe, endeavor
d421	Truth is dawning, see the morning
d422	Truth is great and must prevail
d423	Truth is our watchword, let it be
d424	Truth is shining, earth's awaking
d425	Two worlds there are
d426	Up, man of reason, rouse thee up
d427	Wake, oppressors, leave your slumbers
d428	Watchman, tell us of the night
d429	We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time
d430	We are marching on, we are marching on
d431	We have the morning star
d432	We love no triumphs sprung of force
d433	We may not praise the good old times
d434	We need it every hour
d435	We see it, feel it, know its power
d436	We shall meet beyond the river
d437	We want no counsel from the priest
d438	We'll lay her to rest where the cypress waves
d439	What a storm through earth is brewing
d440	What a world of deep sweetness
d441	What art thou, death that I should fear
d442	What art thou, freedom, O, could slaves
d443	What book is filled with tales so wild
d444	What is noble, that which places
d445	What is that that steals like slumber on me
d446	What might be done if men were wise
d447	What of the night, watchman
d448	What of thy life, O friend of mine
d449	What power shall break that stern decree
d450	What, shall the future fate of man
d451	What though his form lies mouldering
d452	What were life without some one to cheer us
d453	When earth produces free and fair
d454	When for us this life is o'er
d455	When, from each temple of the free
d456	When I ask myself the question
d457	When I can read my title clear
d458	When I sit in life's beautiful sunset
d459	When o'er the trodden paths of life
d460	When quiet in a darkened room
d461	When the humid shadows gather
d462	When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor
d463	When the sun fadeth out in the far away west
d464	When the trumpet shall lead us home
d465	When virtue and beauty Are wedded
d466	When warm impetuous passions rise
d467	When we stand on the brink
d468	When worth and genius are combined
d469	Where oppression's iron hand
d470	Where search for truth ye seek
d471	Where the skies are bright and clear
d472	While ignorance darkens our heaven made soul
d473	While on this earth ye stay
d474	While praising my maker, O Christian, we'd ask
d475	While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun
d476	Who blesses now thy servants, Lord
d477	Who pants and struggles to be free
d478	Who would not be a radical
d479	Why repine we, why despair
d480	Why should the man of honest doubt
d481	Why should we pluck the dewy rose
d482	Why should we tremble or deplore
d483	With a forest of green around it
d484	With banners unfurled to the breezes of heaven
d485	With many a stroke and strong
d486	With the bright sword of truth go forth
d487	Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours
d488	Workmen rouse in every land
d489	Ye clouds, that so gorgeously repose
d490	Ye realms below the skies
d491	Ye sons of Columbia who bravely have fought
d492	Ye starving, superstitious souls
d493	Ye that weep in sleep
d494	Ye toilers millions, led astray
d495	Years steal on with noiseless footstep
d496	You say, but with no touch of scorn
d497	You speak to me of God, and say
d498	You tell me I'm conceited, blind