The Cyber Hymnal ‎#3053

3053. It Singeth Low in Every Heart

1. It singeth low in every heart,
We hear it each and all;
A song of those who answer not,
However we may call.
They throng the silence of the breast;
We see them as of yore;
The kind, the true, the brave, the sweet,
Who walk with us no more.

2. ’Tis hard to take the burden up,
When these have laid it down;
They brightened all the joy of life,
They softened every frown.
But, Oh, ’tis good to think of them
When we are troubled sore;
Thanks be to God that such have been,
Though they are here no more.

3. More home-like seems the vast unknown
Since they have entered there;
To follow them were not so hard,
Wherever they may fare.
They cannot be where God is not,
On any sea or shore;
Whate’er betides, Thy love abides,
Our God, forevermore.

Text Information

• First Line: It singeth low in every heart
• Title: It Singeth Low in Every Heart
• Author: John W. Chadwick (1876)
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Written for the 25th anniversary of Chadwick's church in Boston, Massachusetts.

Tune Information

• Name: AULD LANG SYNE
• Incipit: 51113 21231 13561
• Key: F Major
• Source: Traditional Scottish tune
• Copyright: Public Domain