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Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow
Hymnal: Songs of Zion #51 (1821) Meter: 8.7 Hymnal Title: Songs of Zion Lyrics: 1. Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow,Learn from me your certain doom;Learn from me your fate tomorrow,Dead, perhaps laid in your tomb!See all nature fading, dying!Silent all things seem to pine;Life from vegetation flying,Brings to mind the moldering vine.2. See! in yonder forest standing,Lofty cedars, how they nod!Scenes of nature how surprising,Read in nature nature's God.While the annual frosts are cropping,Leaves and tendrils from the trees,So our friends are early drooping,We are like to one of these.3. Hollow winds about me roaring,Noisy waters round me rise;While I sit my fate deploring,Tears fast streaming from my eyesWhat to me is autumn's treasureSince I know no earthly joy,Long I've lost all youthful pleasure,Time must youth and health destroy. Tune Title: THE MOULDERING VINE
Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow
Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow
Hymnal: The American Vocalist #285b (1849) Hymnal Title: The American Vocalist Lyrics: 1 Hail, ye sighing sons of sorrow,
View with me th’autumnal gloom,
Learn from thence your fate, to-morrow
Dead, perhaps laid in the tomb!
See all nature fading, dying,
Silent, all things seem to mourn,
Life from vegetation flying,
Brings to mind the mould’ring urn.
2 Oft autumnal tempests rising
Makes the lofty forest nod,
Scenes of nature, how surprising!
Read in nature, nature’s God.
See the God, the great Creator,
Lives eternal in the sky,
While we mortals yield to nature,
Bloom awhile, then fade and die.
3 Sorrow now my mind depresses,
Autumn shows me my decay;
Brings to mind my past distresses,
Warns me of a dying day.
Autumn makes me melancholy,
Strikes dejection through my soul,
While I mourn my former folly,
Waves of sorrow o'er me roll.
4 What to me are autumn's treasures,
Since I know no earthly joy?
Long I've lost all youthful pleasures,
Time must youth and health destroy.
Age and sorrow now have blasted
Every youthful, pleasing dream;
Quivering age with youth contrasted,
Oh how short life's glories seem!
5 Former friends, how oft I’ve sought them!
Just to cheer my drooping mind,
But they’re gone like leaves in autumn,
Driven before the dreary wind.
As the annual frosts are cropping
Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
So my friends are yearly dropping,
Through old age and dire disease.
6 Fast my sun of life's declining,
I must sleep in death's dark night:
But my hope, pure and refining,
Rests in future life and light.
When a few more years I've wasted,
When a few more springs are o'er,
When a few more griefs I've tasted,
I shall live to die no more. Tune Title: GLOOM OF AUTUMN
Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow
Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #87 (1854) Meter: 8.7 Hymnal Title: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) Lyrics:
1.
Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow,
Learn from me your certain doom;
Learn from me your fate tomorrow,
Dead--perhaps laid in your tomb!
See all nature fading, dying!
Silent all things seem to pine;
Life from vegetation flying,
Brings to mind "the mouldering vine."
2.
See! in yonder forest standing,
Lofty cedars, how they nod!
Scenes of nature how surprising,
Read in nature nature's God.
Whilst the annual frosts are cropping,
Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
So our friends are early drooping,
We are like to one of these.
3.
Hollow winds about me roaring,
Noisy waters round me rise;
Whilst I sit my fate deploring,
Tears fast streaming from my eyes
What to me is autumns's treasure
Since I know no earthly joy,
Long I've lost all youthful pleasure,
Time must youth and health destroy.
Languages: English Tune Title: THE MOULDERING VINE
Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow
