O Come, Come Away. (Pat's Pick, page 80; Song Budget, page 24.)-4 Sharps.

O oome, come away, from labor now reposing, Let busy care awhile forbear, O come, come away. Come, come, our social joys renew, And thus where trust and friendship grew, Let true hearts welcome you, O come, come away.

From toils and the cares on which the day is closing The hour of eve brings sweet reprieve; O come, come , away; O come where love will smile on thee, And round the heart will gladness be, And time fly merrily, O come, come away.

While sweet Philomel, the weary traveler cheering, With evening song, her notes prolong, O come, come, away. In answering songs of sympathy, We'll sing in tuneful harmony, Of Hope, Joy, Liberty; O come, come away.

The bright day is gone, the moon and stars appearing, With silv'ry light illume the night, O come, come away. We'll join in grateful songs of praise, To Him who crowns our peaceful days With health, hope, happiness, O come, oome away.