Eastern Mennonite School - Shenandoah Yearbook (Harrisonburg, VA)

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UNTO GOD UNTO COD, our Muster and our King, Our guide and daily aid, IIV come for wisdom and for strength To face our duties unafraid. UNTO COD, we yield our lives anew To serve Him where He leads, To honor Him in all we do— In all our thoughts, and words, and deeds. UNTO' COD, we give the highest praise That human lips can say, Though all the grateful hymns we raise Can never all His love repay. Lord, grant that as zee follow Thee Through paths though yet untrod, Our goal may clearer be—zee live, Not unto man, but UNTO COD. —Me run Itren neman.

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Ct,L CL a56e6 All of us are involved in some way or another in classes. The formal part of our education is in the classrooms under the di- rection of capable teachers. But classrooms are not limited to strict, stern pattern-set rides. How often have ire in some class —say German—gone completely off the subject at hand to one concerning basic theology. Yet,, nothing was lost, for one teas as profitable as the other. The classroom is the meeting place of student and teacher. In it the student gets some idea of the personality of the teacher, and likewise, the students'’ personalities are laid bare before the searching and knowing eyes of the teacher. Classrooms are enjoyable places—especially when one thinks of all the happy times spent there. |22|

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1. to r. Violet Ropp, Treasurer; Robert Lehman, Business Manager; J. Otis Yoder, Adviser; Lowell Nissley, President; Myron Augsburger, Vice-President; Margaret Yoder, Secretary. The College Seniors It was with the anticipation of a mountain climber that we, the class of 1950, ap- proached Commencement Day. There was Christian fellowship along the trail provided by special meetings, school days out, socials, chapel talks, and our own class prayer meet- ings. Always this peak loomed large before us. It is that for which we had been straining every nerve. We have arrived. Have we attained the very highest pinnacle in the range of life? No, we are not deluded. We have received our diplomas, hut will not sit down and believe the job done—that there are no higher peaks to climb. To act thus would be a dishonor to our class, our Alma Mater, and our Lord. Graduation Day is no more than an observation point from which we view still loftier peaks whose tops are lost in the clouds. It is like a steppingstone to greater tasks. The trail behind us has hardened our muscles, sharpened our vision, whetted our desires, and trained us in the skill of climbing that we may be strong for the slopes ahead that lead us unto God. —LOWF.LL NISSLEY, President. |24|