Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # By Cool Siloams Shady Rill 1. By cool Siloam's shady rill How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose! 2. Lo! such the child whose early feet The oaths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3. By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. 4. O thou, whose infant feet were found Within thy Father's shrine, Whose years with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine. 5. Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death To keep us still thine own. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #