Classic Poem

The world is full of singing,
I hear it ev'rywhere;
The flow'rs their bells are ringing,
Out on the scented air:
And up above, around me,
The silent anthems roll:
The glorious Lord has found me,
There's music in my soul!
My heart was fond of sighing,
With just some breaks of song
As self was ever trying
To make its weakness strong;
But now in him confiding,
His Word has made me whole,
And e'er in Christ abiding,
There's music in my soul!
My life was full of sadness,
Of over-weighing care;
But now the “oil of gladness,”
Has turned to praise the prayer;
And so I keep pursuing,
And pressing t'ward the goal;
But praying, waiting, doing,
There's music in my soul!
And so my heart keeps clinging
To the dear Master's Word;
And it is always singing,
Just like a spring-time bird:
I know not what the harps be,
Where heav'nly anthems roll,
I know that heav'n is near me,
There's music in my soul!

The blood of Christ is flowing,
Its waves around me roll,
My heart with love is glowing,
There's music in my soul!