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Signs Of The Heart – Solo Settings to Poetry
 by Mary Baker Eddy

Robert Collister  •  Digital Sheet Music (DSM)

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Come Thou
Easter Morn
Hope
Signs Of The Heart
Truth
Wish and Item

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Signs Of The Heart – Solo Settings to Poetry
 by Mary Baker Eddy

Lyrics for each song listed below:

Come Thou
Easter Morn
Hope
Signs Of The Heart
Truth
Wish and Item

Come Thou
Music by: Robert Collister
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy

Come, in the minstrels lay; when two hearts meet,
And true hearts greet, and all is morn and May.

Come Thou! And now, anew, to thought and deed
Give sober speed, Thy will to know, and do.

Stay! Till the storms are o’er the cold blasts done,
The reign of heaven begun, and Love, the evermore.

Be patient, waiting heart: Light, Love divine is here, and thine;
You therefore cannot part.

The seasons come and go: Love, like the sea,
Rolls on with thee, but knows no ebb and flow.

Faith, hope, and tears, triune, above the sod find peace in God,
And one eternal noon.

Oh, Thou hast heard my prayer and I am blest!
This is Thy high behest: Thou, here and everywhere.

Thou, here and everywhere.

Easter Morn
Music by: Robert Collister
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy

Gently thou beckonest from the giant hills
The newborn beauty in the emerald sky,
And wakening murmurs from the drowsy rills
O gladsome dayspring!

reft of mortal sigh to glorify all time
Eternity with thy still fathomless Christ majesty.

E’en as Thou gildest gladdened joy, dear God,
Give risen power to prayer;
Fan Thou the flame of right with might;
And midst the rod, and stern, dark shadows cast on Thy blest name,

Lift Thou a patient love above earth’s ire,
Piercing the clouds with its triumphal spire.

While sacred song and loudest breath of praise
Echo amid the hymning spheres of light,
With heaven’s lyres and angels’ loving lays,
Send to the loyal struggler for the right,

Joy, not of time, nor yet by nature sown,
But the celestial seed dropped from Love’s throne.

Prolong the strain Christ risen!
Sad sense, annoy no more the peace of Soul’s sweet solitude!
Deep loneness, tear-filled tones of distant joy, depart!
Glad Easter glows with gratitude.

Love’s verdure veils the leaflet’s wondrous birth
Rich rays, rare footprints on the dust of earth.

Not life, the vassal of the changeful hour,
Nor burdened bliss, but Truth and Love attest
The solemn splendor of immortal power,
The ever Christ, and glorified behest,

Poured on the sense which deems no suffering vain
That wipes away the sting of death sin, pain.
To glorify all time eternity
With thy still fathomless Christ majesty.

Hope
Music by: Robert Collister
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy

‘Tis borne on the zephyr at eventide’s hour;
It falls on the heart like the dew on the flower,
An infinite essence from tropic to pole,
The promise, the home, and the heaven of Soul.

Hope happifies life, at the alter or bower,
And loosens the fetters of pride and of power;
It comes through our tears, as the soft summer rain,
To beautify, bless, and make joyful again.

The harp of the minstrel, the treasure of time;
A rainbow of rapture, o’erarching, divine;
The God given mandate that speaks from above,
No place for earth’s idols, but hope thou, and love.

Signs of the Heart
Music by: Robert Collister
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy

Come to me, Joys of heaven!
Breathe through the summer air
A balm the long lost leaven
Dissolving death, despair!

O little heart, to me thou art
A sign that never can depart.
O little heart, to me thou art
A sign that never can depart.

Come to me, peace on earth!
From out life’s billowy sea,
A wave of welcome birth,
The life that lives in thee!

O Love divine, This heart of Thine
Is all I need to comfort mine.
O Love divine, This heart of Thine
Is all I need to comfort mine.

Come when the shadows fall,
And night grows deeply dark;
The barren brood, O call
With song of morning lark;

And from above, Dear heart of Love,
Send us thy white winged dove.
And from above, Dear heart of Love,
Send us thy white winged dove.

Truth
Music by: Robert Collister
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy

Beyond the clouds, away in the dim distance,
Lay a bright and golden shower at sunset’s radiant hour,
Like to the soul’s glad immortality,
Making this life divine, making the waters wine,
Giving the glory that eye cannot see.

In God there is no night, Truth is eternal light,
A help forever near; for sinless sense is here
In Truth, the Life, the Principle of man.

Away, then, mortal sense! Then error get thee hence,
Thy discord ne’er in harmony began!

Immortal Truth, since heaven rang,
The while the glad stars sang
To hail creation’s glorious morn
As when this babe was born,

A painless heraldry of Soul,
Not sense, shine on our wildered way,
Give God’s idea sway,
And sickness sin, and death are banished hence.

In God there is no night, Truth is eternal light.

Wish and Item
Poem by: Mary Baker Eddy Music by: Robert Collister

I hope the heart that’s hungry for things above the floor,
Will find with-in its portals an item rich in store;
That melancholy mortals will count their mercies o’er,
And learn that Truth and wisdom have many items more;

That when a wrong is done us, it stirs no thought of strife;
And Love becomes the substance, as item of our life;

That every ragged urchin, with bare feet soiled or sore,
Share God’s most tender mercies, find items at our door.
Then if we’ve done to others some good ne’er told before,
When angels shall repeat it, ‘twill be an item more.

That when a wrong is done us, it stirs no thought of strife;
And Love becomes the substance, as item of our life;

Then if we’ve done to others some good ne’er told before,
When angels shall repeat it, ‘twill be an item more.

Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection

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