Eliza Harora by Emma Gatrill Lyrics

Thou shalt not grow old as we are left to grow old
Age shall not weary you nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun
And in the mornings we shall remember them

Eliza Harora until the day dawns and the shadows fled
Sweet is the fragrance of remembrance

Rock of ages, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in thee

Loved in life and treasured in death
A beautiful memory is all that we have left
Oh for a touch of that vanished hand
And a sound of that voice which is silenced now

Eliza Harora until the day dawns and the shadow fled
Sweet is the fragrance of remembrance

Rock of ages, cleft for me
Let me hide my self in thee