Sing On
Carrie M. Wilson and Jno. R. Sweney
Nor think the moments long;
My faith is heav'nward rising
With every tuneful song;
Lo! on the mount of blessing,
The glorious mount I stand;
And looking over Jordan,
I see the promised land.
Sing on, O blissful music!
With every note you raise
My heart is filled with rapture,
My soul is lost in praise;
Sing on, O blissful music!
With every note you raise
My heart is filled with rapture,
My soul is lost in praise.
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