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Mine eyes are now closing to rest

Mine eyes are now closing to rest

Published in 15 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

Mine eyes are now closing to rest,
My body must soon be removed,
And mouldering, lie buried in dust,
No more to be envied or loved,
(Repeat previous line).
Ah! what is this drawing my breath,
And stealing my senses away
O tell me, O tell me, O tell me,
O tell me, my soul, is it death,
Releasing me kindly from clay?
Now mourning, my soul shall descry
The regions of pleasure and love,
My spirit triumphant shall fly,
And dwell with my Savior above.

Source: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #129

Text Information

First Line: Mine eyes are now closing to rest
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain



Instances (1 - 1 of 1)

The Sacred Harp #240

Include 14 pre-1979 instances
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