Text: | Ye heedless ones who wildly stroll |
Tune: | YE HEEDLESS ONES |
Composer: | A. M. Cagle |
Ye heedless ones who wildly stroll,
The grave will soon become your bed,
Where silence reigns and vapors roll
In solemn darkness 'round your head.
Your friends will pass this lonesome place
And with a sigh move slowly on,
Still gazing on the spires of grass,
With which your graves are overgrown.
Your friends will pass this lonesome place
And with a sigh move slowly on,
Still gazing on the spires of grass,
With which your graves are overgrown.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Ye heedless ones who wildly stroll |
Meter: | L.M.D. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1991 |
Source: | New England Sunday School Hymnbook, 1830 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | YE HEEDLESS ONES |
Composer: | A. M. Cagle (1959) |
Meter: | L.M.D. |
Key: | e minor or modal |
Copyright: | © 1960 Sacred Harp Publishing Company, Inc. |