Author: N. Deering Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15920 Meter: 10.10 D Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Mark the lonely mound, where the rak weeds wave Lyrics: 1 Mark the lonely mound, where the rank weeds wave;
Mortal, thou art bound hither—’tis the grave!
Tho’ no sculptured stone, none the tale reveals;
Yet a spirit tone from beneath it steals.
2 Listen! it declares, "Here the weary rest";
And its tenant fares as a bidden guest—
As a guest assured of a welcome there,
Free from toils endured, sorrow, want and care.
3 Welcome, peaceful bed! when our camps expire,
Though no tears be shed, though no tuneful choir
Chant in mournful strains while around our bier;
Yet, a rest remains, long denied us here. Languages: English Tune Title: ANTIPOLO
The Lonely Mound