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1 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here: Fixed in an eternal state,
They have done with all below. We a little longer wait,
But how little none can know.
Hasted through the
2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find,
Darts, and leaves no trace behind
We a little longer wait, But how little none can
They have done with
Samuel Webbe, 1782
all be low;
ES IST DAS HEIL
A cross the sky the shades of night This win-ter's eve are fleeting; We seek Thee,
German melody in Etlich Cristliche Lyeder, 1524, harmonized by C. L. Safford, 1909
ever- - last-ing Light, In sol-emn wor-ship meet-ing; And as the year's last hours go by
CROSS the sky the shades of night
Once more Thy love entreating.
We lift to Thee our ear-nest cry, Once more Thy love en treat - ing.
2 Before the cross, subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing; Recounting all Thy mercies now,
And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee, this coming year, To hold us in Thy faith and fear,
And crown us with Thy blessing.
3 In many an hour, when fear and dread,
5 Then, O great God, in years to come,
4 And, while we kneel, we lift our eyes
And to our lost restore us.
Right onward through our journey home
James Hamilton, 1882, v. 1, line 3 alt.