Sacred Songs and Solos Lyrics
First Line: By cool Siloam's shady rill,
By cool Siloam's shady rill
How sweet the lily grows !
How sweet the breath, beneath the hill,
Of Sharon's dewy rose !
2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet
The paths of peace have trod —
Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,
Is upward drawn to God.
3 By cool Siloam's shady rill
The lily must decay ;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away.
4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man's maturer age
Will shake the soul with sorrow's power,
And stormy passion's rage.