What heavenly music steals over the sea
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What heavenly music steals over the sea!Entrancing the senses like sweet melody?'Tis the voice of the angels borne soft on the air;For me they are singing; their welcome I hear.
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On the banks of old Jordan, here gazing I stand,And earnestly longing I stretch forth my hand;Send a convoy of angels, dear Jesus, I pray!Let me join that sweet music; come, take me away.
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Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave,If Jesus permit, the wild surges I'll brave;For that heavenly music hath ravished me so,I must join in the chorus! I'll go! let me go.