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"He strikes his harp immortal To Eva's gentle song." Written and Composed by I. B. Woodbury. Boston: Oliver Ditson, 1852. "The sun arose in beauty, The birds caroled their song; Sweet flowers sent forth their fragrance, And decked the verdant lawn. But sad my heart was breaking, No gleam of sunshine there, All, all was drear and darkling, No comfort e'en in prayer." "For 'twas the morn they laid you, Dear Eva, in thy grave, E'en now my heart is breaking, O God, in pity save. Thou knowest human weakness, Thou knowest human wo; O take me to those mansions Where heavenly waters flow." "There, 'mid seraphic beings, I'll meet my darling one, And join with her in singing Amid that heavenly throng. Forever and forever Our swelling songs shall rise;-- O take me to those mansions Far, far beyond the skies." Again the sun in beauty Arose in cloudless dawn; Again sweet flowers in fragrance Bloomed gaily o'er the lawn. But Uncle Tom ne'er heeds them, He's joined the angel throng, And strikes his harp immortal To Eva's heavenly song. |
PERFORMED BY GLIMPSE OF GLORY VOCALS: David Tate & James Stewart PIANO: Lynne Mackey Recorded by Bill Dudley Produced by Bill Wellington Harrisonburg, Virginia Audio encoding at the Digital Media Center, Clemons Library, University of Virginia BROWN UNIVERSITY LIBRARY THE MUSIC FOR THIS SONG IS AVAILABLE AT BROWN'S AFRICAN-AMERICAN SHEET MUSIC 1850-1920 -- AN EXHIBIT AT THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS' AMERICAN MEMORY ARCHIVE |