Thy tower rises 'midst the trees, Which guard is close on every side, Like that fair tree to heaven allied That felt in Eden's midst the breeze. And crowning trees and tower, too, Is seen the cross, a witness sure To all that's noble, good, and pure, Bidding man hope each day anew. Dear old St. John's, forever be To loyal hearts a home and rest, Where every soul by God possessed Can win on earth eternity. Daniel Hugh Verder. 1910.
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