Difference between revisions of "The Gushing Rill"
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*Tune by [[Evan Stephens]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=V-qACTxRpGYC&pg=PA43#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>Deseret Sunday School Songs</i>, 1909 (no. 43)] | *Tune by [[Evan Stephens]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=V-qACTxRpGYC&pg=PA43#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>Deseret Sunday School Songs</i>, 1909 (no. 43)] | ||
− | *Tune by [[W.T. Giffe]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=m-yRR4QMjC8C&pg=PA133#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>The Evangelists' Songs of Praise</i>, 1892 ( | + | *Tune by [[W.T. Giffe]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=m-yRR4QMjC8C&pg=PA133#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>The Evangelists' Songs of Praise</i>, 1892 (p. 133)] |
− | *Tune by [F.B. Rice]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=v0gZAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA10#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>The Musical Fountain</i>, 1866 (p. 10)] | + | *Tune by [[F.B. Rice]], as seen in [http://books.google.com/books?id=v0gZAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA10#v=onepage&q=&f=false <i>The Musical Fountain</i>, 1866 (p. 10)] |
=Lyrics= | =Lyrics= |
Revision as of 20:22, 19 March 2010
Also known as 'The Sparkling Rill' and 'The Crystal Rill'.
Contents
Sheet Music
Transcribed from Deseret Sunday School Songs, 1909 (no. 43)
- MIDI
- LilyPond
- Copyright: Public Domain
- Contributer: Veramet 03:08, 20 March 2010 (UTC)
Tunes
- Tune by Evan Stephens, as seen in Deseret Sunday School Songs, 1909 (no. 43)
- Tune by W.T. Giffe, as seen in The Evangelists' Songs of Praise, 1892 (p. 133)
- Tune by F.B. Rice, as seen in The Musical Fountain, 1866 (p. 10)
Lyrics
- Poet: Unknown—published by 1854
- Copyright: Public domain
Lyrics from Deseret Sunday School Songs, 1909 (no. 43)
1. O if for me the cup you fill, Then fill it from the gushing rill, With sparkling water, pure and bright, As clear as truth, and free as light. Chorus. O if for me the cup you fill, Then fill it from the gushing rill; O if for me the cup you fill, Then fill it from the gushing rill. 2. Pass not to me the mantling brim, Where dancing bubbles gaily swim; For in each shining crystal round, A deadly lurking fiend is found. 3. Speak not to me of rosy wine, Of nectar cups, or draughts divine; The taste of bitter tears is there, The tears of grief, and dark despair.