Till the Sands of the Desert Grow Cold

a 1911 popular song
words by Geo. Graff Jr.
music by Ernest R. Ball


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:  


Lyrics

1. The hot winds that come to thee
O’er desert sands all go from me
I bid them to tell thee that I love thee
Speeding my soul to thee
Hot sands burning
Fire my veins with passion bold
Love, I’ll love thee
Till desert sands grow cold

Refrain
Love me, I’ll love thee
Till the sands of the desert grow cold
And their infinite numbers are told
God gave thee to me
And mine thou shalt be
Forever to have and to hold
Till the story of Judgement is told
And the myst’ries of Heaven unfold
I’ll turn, love, to thee
My shrine thou shalt be
Till the sands of the desert grow cold

2. The desert, a burning sea
A barrier stands ‘tween thee and me
Or love, fast as light, I’d hasten to thee
Quenching my thirst in thee
Noon suns find me, far behind the caravan
Death there warns me
How vain is the strength of man
Love me, I’ll love thee


Sung here by Fred Feild: