Tonart: Ab major
Verse 1
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Rock of Ages, laugh for me.
It was a stylish congregation.
You could see they'd been around.
And they had the biggest pipe organ
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of any church in town.
But over in the Amen corner
of that church sat Brother Ira.
And he insisted every Sunday
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on singing in the choir.
His voice was cracked and broken,
age had touched his vocal cords,
and nearly every Sunday
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he'd get behind and miss the words.
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Well, at last the storm cloud burst
and the church was told in vain
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that Brother Eyre must stop his singing
or the choir was going to resign.
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So the pastor appointed a committee,
I think it was three or four,
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and they got in their big fine car
and drove up to Iris' door.
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They found the choir's great trouble
sittin' in an old armchair,
and the summer's gold and sunbeams
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lay upon his snow -white hair.
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Said York, we're here, dear brother,
with the vestry's approbation
to discuss a little matter
that affects the congregation.
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Now, it was our understanding
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when we bargained for the choir
that they were to relieve us.
That is, they'd do the singing for us.
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Now, we don't want no singing
except what we've bought.
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The newest tunes are all the rage.
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The old ones stand for naught.
And so we have decided,
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are you listening, Brother Eyre?
You'll have to stop your singing.
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it's messing up our choir.
The old man raised his head,
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a sign that he did hear,
and on his cheek the three men
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caught the glitter of a tear.
His feeble hands
pushed back the locks as
and he answered the committee
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in a voice both soft and low.
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I've sung the Psalms of David
nearly 80 years, said he.
They've been my staff and comfort
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all along life's dreary way.
I'm sorry if I disturbed the choir.
I guess I'm doing wrong.
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But when my heart is filled with praise,
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I can't hold back a song.
I wonder if beyond the tide
that's breaking at my feet
in that far -off heavenly temple
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for my master I shall meet yes
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I wonder if when I try to sing
the songs of God up higher
I wonder if they'll kick me out up there
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for singing in heaven's choir
a silence filled the little room
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the old man bowed his head
The committee went on back to town,
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but Brother Eyre was dead.
All the choir missed him for a while,
but he was soon forgot,
and a few churchgoers
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but the old man entered not.
Far away his voice is sweet,
and he sings his heart's desire,
where there are no church committees
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and no fashionable choirs.
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Let me hide myself in Thee.
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