Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Far far o'er hill and dell on the winds stealing
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 11s and 12s peculiar
Tune: Moffet
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 278, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsFar, far o'er hill and dell, on the winds stealing,
List to the tolling bell, mournfully pealing;
Hark, hark, it seems to say, as melt those sounds away,
So earthly joys decay while new their feeling.
Now through the charmed air, on the winds stealing,
List to the mourner's prayer, solemnly bending;
Hark, hark, it seems to say, turn from those joys away,
To those which ne'er decay, for life is ending.
So when our mortal ties death shall dissever,
Lord, may we reach the skies, where care comes never;
And in eternal day, joining the angel's lay,
To our Creator pay homage forever.