9. Eternally Lost

1 Nothing but leaves, no golden sheaves,
I’ve gathered on life’s way,
Now I am bro’t—how sad the tho’t—
To judgment’s awful day.

Lost! lost! eternally lost!
Heaven, can it b e!
Lost! lost! eternally lost!
Mercy no longer I see.

2 Nothing but leaves; my spirit cleaves
To life’s last hopeless ray;
On the dark shore that lies before,
I see no light of day. [Refrain]

3 Nothing but dross; the reeking cross,
It sheds no light on me;
Spending my life ‘mid sin and strife,
Refused I to be free. [Refrain]

4 Sowing the tares ‘mid earth’s sad cares,
Neglecting my dear Lord;
Taking my flight to darkest night,
I meet my just reward. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Nothing but leaves, no golden sheaves
Title: Eternally Lost
Author: D. O. T.
Refrain First Line: Lost! lost! eternally lost!
Language: English
Publication Date: 1907
Topic: Lost
Tune Information
Name: [Nothing but leaves, no golden sheaves]
Composer: D. O. Teasley
Incipit: 54531 21651 22123
Key: G Major


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