Songs & Music
Berea Songs
Berea Beloved
Berea, Berea Beloved
Where friendships are formed fast and true,
And all men stand shoulder to shoulder
As brothers beneath White and Blue,
Chorus:
Thy mem'ry be enshrined in every heart
Thy spirit be of us a part;
And though we wander far away
Thy chimes will, ring for us each day*
A flower nurtured by a plain
And watered by the mountain rain,
May you ever flourish there
0 Berea! the beautiful, the fair.
When storms raged and danger was threatening,
And stout-hearted trembled with fears
The spirit of heroes implanted
Thy roots in the wilderness drear.
Berea, Berea, we love thee;
We cherish the old and new.
None ever can sever us from thee
We'll stand by the White and the Blue.
Music and words by
Raymond Cable (Berea '29) Wilfred Johnson (Berea '29)
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Berea, now our mother dear,
With thankful hearts and true,
We turn to thee, our sage and seer,
We hail the White and Blue.
Chorus:
Qui patitur, qui patitur,
Who suffers, conquers so;
In brotherhood with ev'ry blood,
From thee we forth will go.
While round thee all thy mountains stand, Sun-kissed in glorious green,
Thy children's love from every land
Crowns thee our Mother Queen.
Tho' stumbling foot and purpose vague
Brought us to thy dear fold,
With joyous song and hearts made strong,
We shall grow wise and bold.
Teach us the pow'r of broad'ning thought,
The will to stand alone,
The graciousness we long have sought;
Oh, make thy life our own.
Words by Dr. James Watt Raine
THE ONLY BEREA
Up come the sunbeams that tell of
the morning,
And up come the grasses that whisper
of spring,
High up stand the mountains majestic
in glory
And up come the students; now hear
what they sing.
Chorus:
Berea, Berea, - the only Berea
To us you are morning and mountains
and spring
You see how we love you,
No college above you,
We all now hold our heads up and
merrily sing*
Up come the bright stars and cheerily
twinkle
And up come the flowers their beauty
to bring
High up are our visions of life that
is worthy,
Then up comes our gratitude; now hear
us sing.
Words by Allen A. Stockdale
Music by: Gladys Jameson
BEREA COLLEGE SONG
Oh, Berea is the college, In Kentucky;
It's the place to get your knowledge,
In Kentucky;
It assembles in the fall With its pupi1s 1arge and sma11,
And you couldn't count them all,
In Kentucky.
Chorus :
Good old Berea! Kind old Berea!
There's no spot in Kentucky quite
so dear;
Good old Berea! Kind old Berea! There's no spot in Kentucky quite
so dear.
Her students are the brightest,
In Kentucky;
And their happy hearts are lightest;
In Kentucky;
From the hilltops far and near Lads
and lasses gather here -
You can catch their hearty cheer
In Kentucky.
Now you hear our glee club sing
In Kentucky;
How it makes the welkin ring
In Kentucky;
When our band comes out in style
Tedious hours to beguile
You can hear it full a mile
In Kentucky.
Then here's to Old Berea
In Kentucky;
May she have a grand career
In Kentucky;
May she never cease to grow,
Never fail to strike a blow
Against ignorance here below
In Kentucky.
This song was written about 1905 words by J.W.Dinsmore, Dean or Normal School music by W.W. Weaver, a teacher of music in Berea.
