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N. B. Sargent

N. B. Sargent

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There is a song that is dear to my heart,
Over and over it comes to me;
Sometimes it brings blessed joy to my soul,
Often tears are in its melody,
'Tis the sweet, sweet song that the angels sing above;
And the world is learning that sweet song of love.

Earth hath its music enchanting its tone,
Falling so softly upon the ear;
Tho' rich the voices of skillful the hand,
In my soul a sweeter song I hear.
'Tis the sweet, sweet song that the angels sing above;
And the world is learning that sweet song of love.

Over the world there are hearts sore distressed,
Longing and longing love's joy to feel,
Moaning earth's sorrows and sighing for rest,
When there is unfailing balm to heal,
In the sweet, sweet song that the angels sing above;
And the world is learning that sweet song of love.

Chorus:
Join in the song,
Bear it along,
Let your voices blend with mine,
Sing in ev'ry land,
Theme so rich and grand.
Love, love, love divine.