The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 407

Charlton

Lyrics

My span of life will soon be done,
The passing moments say,
As length’ning shadows o’er the mead
Proclaim the close of day;
O that my heart can 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.