This has to be one of the odder songs to have appeared in an LDS hymnbook — it was published in the 1902 LDS Hymnody; I don’t know where/when else it might have appeared, or why it was written. But here it is, with sheet music, a recording played by David Y (our old-time Phantom), and words typed out for the benefit of search engines. Because, you know, I just have a feeling that this song is ripe for a comeback
Or maybe not.
This morning in silence I ponder and mourn
O’er the scenes that have passed, no more to return;
How vast are the labors, the troubles and fears,
Of eight hundred millions who’ve toil’d thro’ the year.
How many ten thousands were slain by their foes,
While widows and orphans have nourn’d o’er their woes,
While pestilence, famine and earthquakes appear,
And signs in the heavens throughout the past year!
How many were murdered and plundered and robbed,
How many oppressed and driven and mobbed!
How oft have the heavens bedewed with their tears
The earth o’er the scenes they beheld the past year.