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Christ in Song 725

A Few More Years

Words: H. BonarMusic: L. Mason

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1A few more years shall roll, A few more sea-sons come,
And we shall be with those that rest A-sleep with-in the tomb;
A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time,
And we shall be where suns are not, A far se-ren-er clime.

2A few more storms shall beat On this wild rock-y shore,
And we shall be where tem-pests cease, And surg-es swell no more;
A few more strug-gles here, A few more part-ings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more.

3'Tis but a lit-tle while, And He shall come a-gain,
Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him might reign;
Then, O my Lord, pre-pare My soul for that great day;
O wash me in Thy pre-cious blood, And take my sins a-way.

Copyright 1900 by F. E. Belden

The verse

Meter
12.14.12.14
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 62% of beats fit
Rhyme
ABCD
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

A few more years shall roll, A few more sea-sons come,˘///˘/˘///˘/12A
And we shall be with those that rest A-sleep with-in the tomb;˘˘˘˘˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘/14B
A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time,˘///˘//˘//˘/12C
And we shall be where suns are not, A far se-ren-er clime.˘˘˘˘//˘˘˘/˘/˘?14D

Verse 2

A few more storms shall beat On this wild rock-y shore,˘///˘/˘˘//˘/12A
And we shall be where tem-pests cease, And surg-es swell no more;˘˘˘˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/14A
A few more strug-gles here, A few more part-ings o'er,˘///˘/˘///˘/12B
A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more.˘///˘///˘˘˘/˘/14A

Verse 3

'Tis but a lit-tle while, And He shall come a-gain,/˘˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘/12A
Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him might reign;˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘˘˘˘˘/14B
Then, O my Lord, pre-pare My soul for that great day;/˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘//12C
O wash me in Thy pre-cious blood, And take my sins a-way.˘/˘˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/14C

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.