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Death 'Tis a Melancholy Day/Tribulation
Public Domain Old-Time Hymn; Composer: Chapin; Source: Watts;
ARTIST: Ambrose L. Gates in 1920 as it appears in Ozark Vance Randolph's Folksongs: Religious Songs and other Items - Page 84.
SHEET MUSIC:
CATEGORY: Traditional and Public Domain Gospel;
DATE: 1800s
RECORDING INFO: Death 'Tis a Melancholy Day
Gates, Ambrose L.. Randolph, Vance / Ozark Folksongs. Volume IV, Religous Songs and Others, Univ. of Missouri, Bk (1980/1946), p 84/#645 [1920/01/16]
OTHER NAMES: "Tribulation," "Melancholy Day"
SOURCES: William Walkers Southern Harmony; Patterson's Church Music; Ozark Folksongs- Volume IV, Religous Songs and Others
NOTES: "Death 'Tis a Melancholy Day" is a shape-note hymn with lyrics from the singing of Ambrose L. Gates in 1920 as it appears in Ozark Vance Randolph's Folksongs: Religious Songs and other Items - Page 84. The song appears under the title, "Tribulation," in the Southern Harmony credited to composer: Chapin; Source: Watts. It also is titled "Melancholy Day."
Death 'Tis a Melancholy Day- Ambrose L. Gates 1920
1. Death, 'tis a melancholy day,
For those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.
2. In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes,
For guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.
3. Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear;
You must be driven from earth, and dwell
Alone forever there.
4. See how the pit gapes wide for you,
Fire flashes in your face;
And thou, my soul, look downward too,
And sing recovering grace.
MELANCHOLY DAY H. S. Reese 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
TRIBULATION- Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) Writer(s): Patterson's Church Music
1. Death! 'Tis a melancholy day
To those that have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away
To seek her last abode.
2. In vain to heav'n she lifts her eyes,
But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies
To darkness, fire, and pain.
3. Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear,
You must be driv'n from earth, and dwell
A long forever there.
4. See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face:
And thou, my soul, look downwards too,
And sing recov'ring grace.
5. He is a God of sovereign love
That promised heav'n to me,
And taught my thoughts to soar above,
Where happy spirits be.
6. Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand,
Then come the joyful day,
Come, death, and some celestial band,
To bear my soul away.
Tribulation- Southern Harmony no. 119
First Line: Death, 'tis a melancholy day
Composer: Chapin; Source: Watts; Meter: C.M.
http://www.ccel.org/ccel/walker/harmony/files/hymn/Tribulation.html
1. Death, 'tis a melancholy day,
To those who have no God,
When the poor soul is forced away,
To seek her last abode.
2. In vain to heaven she lifts her eyes,
For guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.
3. Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear;
You must be driven from earth, and dwell
A long for ever there.
4. See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face;
And thou, my soul, look downward too,
And sing recovering grace.
5. He is a God of sovereign love,
That promised heaven to me,
And taught my thoughts to soar above,
Where happy spirits be.
6. Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand,
Then come the joyful day;
Come, death, and some celestial band,
To bear my soul away.
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