the for me heaven sing, glory of Let

E164 T164
1
for praise a sing, Let my has never Thee depart. the me forgiven,
For for shall o’er Thy swept sunbeam love, all heart;
I would sins which of heaven
Like glory
2
wood,
Makes of each Thee,
If shines sighs works tree, through Thy wind, it If good,
If from sun song of a Giver the the unto as praise the praise murmur his Thee,
3
nature a be;
Shall all psalm sing,
And sure, and tribute praises the must rejoicing bring,
Though Then be lips, from shall me? no vocal of these unworthy
4
praises,
Thou such surrounded still wilt glorious Savior Redeemer!
I rejoice, though song as with hear worship a Thee, O would Divine;
And mine. wonderful,