First Line: | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings |
Composer: | F. Price |
Source: | Dover Selection, p. 167 |
Meter: | 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 7, 7, 6 |
Printable Page Scan: | [Gif 69k] [Wide Gif 69k] |
Midi: | [midi] |
1. Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Toward heaven, thy native place: Sun, and moon, and stars decay; Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.