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Woodbury, I. B. (Issac Baker), 1819-1858 (ed.) / The new lute of Zion: a collection of sacred music, designed for the use of congregations generally, but more especially the Methodist Episcopal Church
(c1856)

The music teacher,   pp. [III]-XXXVIII


Page XXXVIII

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         Quartett.                   g*. j. CARPE~NT    . ro°m Po°,,e,.
i   ly: wat-ng     till the  sha -dows Are a      lit - tie long -er  grown,
  On - ly   wait-ing   till the  glim-mer Of    the  day's last beam is 
I  :On - ly   wait-ig till the    reap-ers Have the   last sheaf ga - thered
home,  For the   sum-mer time is     fad - ed,  And the au - tmn winds have
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8. On - ly wait-lag till the an -gels 0 e pen wide the rnys -tic gate, At
whose feet I lo~lng have in -gered, Wear-y, poor, and de-.so - 
4. On- ly      wait-ing  till the  sha-dows Aea         lit - tie long-er
 grown,    On -ly    wait-lag  tilthe     glim-mer Of   t      a's lat beam
is 
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flown.     Till the night of  earth is  fad-ed  From the heart once full
of  day,  Till the stars of heaven are breaing Thro' the  twilight, soft
and gray. 
come.   Quick-ly, reapers, quck-ly  ga-ther The last ripe hours of  my  heart;
 For the bloom of   life is withered, And I     hast - en to  de - pert 
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          Ad Jib. 
--    late.    E - yen now I    hear their footsteps, And their voices  far
 a - way;  If  they call me, I    am   waiting, OrIy     wait - lag to  o
- bey. 
flown.  Then from out the gath'-ring dark-ness, Ho - ly deathless stars a
- rise,  By whose light my soul shall gladly Tred its  pah-a  to tesis 
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