Text: | The Olden Story |
Author: | F. G. Burroughs |
Tune: | [There is an olden story, wafting] |
Composer: | H. L. Gilmour |
1 There is an olden story, wafting
sweet smelling odours across the sea;
Fresh from the vernal Mount of Olives,
O'er the blue waters of Galilee.
Chorus:
Sweet, sweet, olden story,
Sing, sing, in joyful lay;
See, see the golden glory,
Lights the pathway to endless day.
2 Ages have sped that story onward,
Still its glad tidings are ever new;
Prophets and priest have learned its music,
Praising the Father in worship true. [Chorus]
3 Young men and maids have sung its praises,
Old men and children have joined the song;
And by the notes of babes and sucklings
That blessed story still flows along. [Chorus]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There is an olden story, wafting |
Title: | The Olden Story |
Author: | F. G. Burroughs |
Refrain First Line: | Sweet, sweet, olden story |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [There is an olden story, wafting] |
Composer: | H. L. Gilmour |
Incipit: | 32313 55536 71531 |