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FLORENCE:.
C.
M.
"
The
harvest
is
the
end
of
the
world."-MATT.
13:
89.
Key
of
F
Major.
T.
W.
CARTER,
1844.
Alto
by
S.
M.
DENSON,
1911.
1.
{
Not
ma
-
ny
years
their
rounds
shall
roll,
Each
mo
-
ment
brings
it
nigh,
Ere
all
its
glo
-
ries
stand
re-vealed,
To
our
ad
-
mir
-
ing
eye.
}
Ye
wheels
of
na
-
ture
2.
{
Ye
wea
-
ry
hea
-
vy
la
-
den
souls,
Who
are
op
-
press
-
ed
sore,
Ye
trav
-
lers
through
the
wil
-
der
-
ness
To
Ca-naan's
peace
-
ful
shore.
}
Thro'
chill
-
ing
winds
and
3.
{
Tho'
storms
and
hur
-
ri
-
canes
a
-
rise,
The
des
-
ert
all
a
-
round,
And
fie
-
ry
ser
-
pents
oft
ap
-
pear
Thro'
the
en
-
chant
-
ed
ground.
}
Dark
nights,
and
clouds,
and
speed
your
course,
Ye
mor
-
tal
pow'rs,
de
-
cay;
Fast
as
ye
bring
the
night
of
death,
Ye
bring
e
-
ter
-
nal
day.
beat
-
ing
rains,
The
wa
-
ters
deep
and
cold,
And
en
-
e
-
mies
sur-round
-
ing
you,
Take
cour
-
age
and
be
bold.
gloom
-
y
fear-And
drag
-
ons
oft
-
en
roar-
But
while
the
gos
-
pel
trump
we
hear,
We'll
press
for
Ca-naan's
shore.
The
above
tune
has
been
in
all
of
the
"
Sacred
Harps"
from
1844
to
the
present.
It
is
an
old
melody.
Prof.
Carter
took
the
outlines
and
arranged
it
in
1844.
Some
claim
that
it
is
an
earlier
date
than
1844.
See
other
sketches
of
Prof.
Carter
in
this
volume,
also
the
tune
appears
in
the
"
Social
Harp,"
by
McCurry
in
1855,
page
77.
Alto
by
S.
M.
Denson,
1911.