S. T. Francis

10.9.10.9.

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.

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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,

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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?

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O wonderful, glorious Redeemer!

I would worship Thee, Saviour Divine;

And rejoice, though surrounded with praises,

Thou wilt still hear a song such as mine:

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A song of a sinner forgiven,

And a song that is music to Thee;

A song of a pilgrim to heaven,

Yes, a song from a sinner like me.