The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 419

Melancholy Day

Lyrics

Death, ’tis a melancholy day,
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.
In vain to heav’n she lifts her eyes,
For guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire and pain.