Juvenile Choir ‎#78

78. Child, amidst the Flowers at Play

1 Child, amidst the flowers at play,
While the red light fades away;
Mother, with thine earnest eye
Ever following silently;
Father by the breeze of eve
Call'd thy harvest-work to leave;
Pray!--ere yet the dark hours be,
Lift the heart and bend the knee!

2 Traveller, in the stranger's land
Far from thine own household hand;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice from this world gone!
Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
Sail, on the darkening sea--
Lift the heart and bend the knee!

3 Warrior, that from battle won
Breathless now at set of sun!
Woman, o'er the lowly slain
Weeping on his burial plain;
Ye that triumph, ye that sigh,
Kindred by one holy tie,
Heaven's first star alike ye see-
Lift the heart and bend the knee!

Text Information

• First Line: Child, amidst the flowers at play
• Title: Child, amidst the Flowers at Play
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1840

Tune Information

• Name: [Child, amidst the flowers at play]
• Key: G Major or modal