The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1918-05-04
PROGRAM FOR THE
COMMUNITY SING

over IHSre our brave boys make the
welkin ring with this song. Come and
sing with them in spirit.
Smile, smile, smile.
Pack up your troubles in your old kit
bag
And smile, smile, smile
While you've lucifer to light your
flag
Smile boys, that's the style.
What's the use of worrying,
1t never was worth while,
So pack up your troubles in your old
kit bag
And smile, smile smile!
Following are the verses of the
songs in the order in which they will
be sung:
Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean
o Columbia, the gem of the ocean,
The home of the brave and the free,
The shrine of each patriots devotion,
A world offers homage to thee,
Thy mandates make heroes assemble,
When Liberty's form stands in view;
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white and
blue,
When borne by the red, white and
blue
When borne by the red, white and
blue.
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white and
blue.
How Firm a Foundation
How firm foundation, We saints of
IL
Is laid for your faith in His excellent
word!
What more can he say, than to you He
hath said,
To you who for refuge to Jesus have
fled,
To you who for refuge to Jesus have
fled?
"When thro' the deep waters I cali
thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not over
flow;
For I will be with thee thy troubles
to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest dis
tress,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest dis
tress."
My Old kentucky Home
The sun shines bright in the old Ken
lucky home,
IT'S summer, the darkies are gay;
The corn-top's ripe and the meadows
in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the
day.
The young folks roll on the little
cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By'mby hard times comes a-knocking
at the door,
Then, my old Kentucky home, good
night!
Weep no more, my lady, o weep no
more today
We will sing one song for the old
Kentucky home,
For the old Kentucky home, far
away.
Dixie Land
/ wish | was. in the land OBJ cotton,
Old times dar am not forgotten,
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land.
Dixie Land whar' I was born in,
Early on one frosty morning,
A<OOh away AOOh away AOOn
away! Dixie Land.
Den I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray!
Hooray!
In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand
To lib and die in Dixie;
Away, away down south in Dixie;
Away, away down south in Dixie.
Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.
Could my tears forever flow,
Could my zeal no languor know,
These for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone;
In my hand no price / bring;
Simply to Thy cross / cling.
Ben Bolt
Oh! don't you remember sweet Alice
Ben Bolt,
Sweet Alice whose hair was sc
brown,
Who wept with delight when you gave
AC1
And trembled with fear at your
frown?
In the old church-yard in the valley
Ben Bolt,
In a corner obscure and alone,
They have fitted a slab of the granite
so gray,
And sweet Alice lies under this
stone;
They have fitted slab of the granite
so gray,
And sweet Alice lies under tbs
stone.
Their is change in the things I loved
Ben Bolt,
They have changed from the old tt
the new;
But / feel in the depths of my spiri
the truth
There never was change in you.
Twelve months twenty times have
past, Ben Bolt,
Since first we were friends, yet
hail