[Music]
Not many years their rounds shall roll,
Each moment brings it nigh,
Ere all its glories stand revealed,
To our admiring eye.
Ye wheels of nature, speed your course,
Ye mortal pow'rs decay;
Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.
"It is an old melody", J. S. James, editor of the 1911 _Original
Sacred Harp_, says. "Prof. T. S. Carter of Georgia took the outlines
and arranged it in 1844."
The tune is found also, SOC 77, GOS 178. A variant is GOS 165,
entitled 'Lonesome Dove'. Another variant is 'The Weary Soul', OSH 72.
I find this tune to be a member of the group which I have called the
'Roll Jordan' family of melodies. See the song with that title in this
collection.
No. 83
ALBERT, SOC 153