[Music]
We have our troubles here below,
We're trav'ling through this world of woe,
To that bright world where loved ones go,
Where all is peace and love.
Where all is peace and love,
To that bright world where loved ones go,
Where all is peace and love.
We're fettered and chained up in clay,
While in this body here we stay;
By faith we know a world above,
Where all is peace and love.
I feel no way like getting tired,
I'm trusting in his holy word,
To guide my weary feet above,
Where all is peace and love.
The _Sacred Harp_, edition of 1911, has the following note: "H. A.
Parris, who composed the words and music to the 'Christian's Hope',
resides at this time, 1911, at Helicon, Alabama. He is a great lover
of the old _Sacred Harp_ tunes." Mr. Parris composed the song by
assembling, happily withal, wandering distichs and melodic phrases
from songs of much older times. His chief source, both tonally and
textually, was 'Christian Prospect' in this collection. I have been
told that this spiritual grips the _Sacred Harp_ singers' emotions so
deeply that they can hardly get to the third verse before many burst
into tears.
No. 163
DULCIMER or BELOVED, PB 309