Florence Lyrics - Still Crooked - Crooked Still

Not many years their rounds shall roll 

Each moment brings it nigh 

And all your glories stand revealed 

To our admiring eye 

You wills of nature speed your course, 

You mortal powers decay 

Fast as you bring the night of death 

You bring eternal day 

You weary heavy-laden souls 

Who are oppressed sore 

You travelers through the wilderness 

To Canaan's peaceful shore 

Through beating winds and chilly rains, 

And waters deep and cold 

And enemies surrounding you 

Have courage and be bold 

The storms and hurricanes arise 

The desert all around 

And fiery serpents oft appear 

Through the enchanted ground 

Dark night and clouds and gloomy fear 

And dragons often roar 

But when the gospel trump we hear 

We'll press for Canaan's shore