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The enticing, epsilon gamma
The enticing epsilon gamma chapter of Zeta by Beta sorority Incorporated was charted on May 1, 1962 by Charlotte Brooks, Georgia cocks ,Elizabeth Hall Thomas ,janetta gamble ,Bernice Roberts, Louise Harrison and ,Lawanda Jackson epsilon gamma was the first black greek letter organization to be charted on stillman campus
closing prayer
Help us oh Lord, to be a protection one for the other while we are apart
sorority hymn
with fervent heats we pray for you, Zeta each day You've always stood for the right rather than for the might will love you ever and forsake you never when Zeta calls we'll answer one and all Zeta phi beta we love you so you're very name sets our hearts aglow you're very brave and you will see that Zeta phi means victory
Opening prayer
oh Lord, our heavenly father, we come to thank you for the blessings thou has bestowed upon us We asked thee to be our shield of protection and to make our lives such that they may be examples for others to follow help us at all times to be kind and honest and to do those things which are pleasing and thy sight all of these things we act in thy name amen
The poem
There are hermit souls that live with a drawn in the place of their self contain. There are souls like stars that dwell apart in the fellowship firmament, there are pioneer souls that blaze their paths were highways, never ran, but let me live by the side of the road and be a friend to a man let me live in a house by the side of the road where the race of men go by the men who are good and the men who are bad as good and as bad as i I would not sit in the scorners seat Or hurl the cynics ban Let me live in a house by the side of the road, and be a friend too old man I see from my house by the side of the road by the side of the highway of life, the man who pressed with the ardor of Hope The man who are faint with strife But I turn that away from their smiles north their tears, both part of an infinite plan let me live in a house by the side of the road, and be a friend to man I know there are Brooke Gladdened Meadows ahead and mountains of Wearisome height that the road passes on through the long afternoon and stretches away to the night but still i rejoice when the travelers rejoice and weep with the strangers that moan nor live in my house by the side of the road like a man who dwells alone. let me live in my house by the side of the road. It's here. The race of men go back. They are good. They are bad. They are weak. They are strong wise foolish so am I then why should I sit in a scornets seat? Or Hurl, the cynics ban, let me live in my house by the side of the road, and be a friend to man