No number tallies up my score

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Title: No number tallies up my score
Text: Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), alt.
Tune: RESIGNATION
Music: North American Traditional; arr. Kenan Schaefkofer, 2021
Key: C major
Meter: CMD
Date Added: 2021/02/14

Lyrics

No number tallies up my score,
no tribe my house can fill;
I sit beside the fount of life
and pour the deluge still.
And gathered by most fragile pow'rs
along the centuries
from race on race the rarest flow'rs
my wreath shall nothing miss.

I wrote the past in characters
of rock and fire and scroll,
the building in the coral sea, the planting of the coal.
And thefts from satellites and rings
and broken stars I drew,
and out of spent and aged things
I formed the world anew.

Must time and tide forever run,
nor winds sleep in the west?
Will ne'er my wheels which whirl the sun
and satellites have rest?
Yet whirl the glowing wheels once more,
and mix the bowl again;
seethe, Fate, the ancient elements,
heat, cold, and peace, and pain.

Blend war and trade and creeds and song,
as ripens human race,
the sunburnt world that they shall breed,
of all my countless days.
No ray is dimmed, no atom worn,
my oldest force is new,
and fresh the rose on yonder thorn
gives back the heav'ns in dew.

Alternate words

My Shepherd will supply my need