#33Heavenly Music

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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; 'Tis 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 ravish'd me so, I must join in the chorus, I'll go, let me go.

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