The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 379

Span of Life

Lyrics

My span of life will soon be gone,
The passing moments say;
As length’ning shadows o’er the mead
Proclaim the close of day.
O that my heart might dwell aloof
From all created things,
And learn that wisdom from above,
Whence true contentment springs.

Soon will the toilsome strife be o’er,
Of sublunary care;
And life’s dull vanities no more
This anxious breast ensnare.
Courage, my soul! on God rely,
Deliv’rance soon will come;
A thousand ways has Providence
To bring believers home.