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Let me sing, for the glory of heaven
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| 1. | Let me sing, for the glory of heaven |
| | Like a sunbeam has swept o'er my heart; |
| | I would praise Thee for sins all forgiven, |
| | For Thy love, which shall never depart. |
| 2. | If Thy works praise Thee, Giver of good, |
| | If the sun shines his praise unto Thee, |
| | If the wind, as it sighs through the wood, |
| | Makes a murmur of song from each tree, |
| 3. | Then these lips, sure, a tribute shall bring, |
| | Though unworthy the praises must be; |
| | Shall all nature be vocal and sing, |
| | And no psalm of rejoicing from me? |
| 4. | O wonderful, glorious Redeemer! |
| | I would worship Thee, Savior Divine; |
| | And rejoice, though surrounded with praises, |
| | Thou wilt still hear a song such as mine. |