Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: O my soul is full of music
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: H Durham
Composer: A Fillmore
Tune: Soul Music
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 029, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsO, my soul is full of music Of the sunny days of yore,
Wafted up by spirit voices Of the forms I see no more;
Save when these, the loved departed, Thro' the realms of fancy stray,
With their sunny beams of gladness, once so radiant on my way;
And their spirit chimes are passing With a music thro' my heart,
Waking inward aspirations That in numbered echoes start.
O, my soul is full of music, Wafted up from childhood's years,
And I wander, in my dreaming, Where our cottage home appears;
And I see the vines o'er creeping, Where they bloomed in days gone by,
While the dew drops on the roses Fresh in sparkling beauty lie;
And adown the paths I wander, Where I lightly trod of yore,
Smiling over childhood's visions, As they greet my sight once more.
O, my soul is full of music - Music of the sunny bowers,
Where the birds are sweetly singing Thro' the swiftly fleeting hours;
And the wild bee's hum commingles In the universal chime,
Winning my too restless spirit To a reverie sublime.
And I think of the fair valleys, Where a sweeter music flows,
Where the weary ones who leave us May eternally repose.