The phrase "playing" resonates through 11 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
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...As we go marching home.
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
The harps of Heav’n are playing,...
As we go marching home.
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
...As we go marching home.
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
The harps of Heav’n are playing,...
As we go marching home.
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
The harps of Heav’n are playing,
...Easter morn is saying, saying,
While its chimes are softly playing
And all hearts with joy are praying,...
Easter morn is saying, saying,
While its chimes are softly playing
And all hearts with joy are praying,
...Far from the Shepherd’s fold;
Heavenly music playing,
Calling them from the cold....
Far from the Shepherd’s fold;
Heavenly music playing,
Calling them from the cold.
...Yonder proud ship mounts the foam,
And with bands of music playing,
Gains the port and welcome home....
Yonder proud ship mounts the foam,
And with bands of music playing,
Gains the port and welcome home.
...Far from the Shepherd’s fold;
Heavenly music playing,
Calling them from the cold....
Far from the Shepherd’s fold;
Heavenly music playing,
Calling them from the cold.
...When wise men came with gifts to share,
They saw young Jesus playing there.
Could they behold in one so small...
When wise men came with gifts to share,
They saw young Jesus playing there.
Could they behold in one so small
...The running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the quire,...
The running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the quire,
...Happy town of Salem, happy little feet
Of the children playing in the golden street!
Let them come, says Jesus, and forbid them not;...
Happy town of Salem, happy little feet
Of the children playing in the golden street!
Let them come, says Jesus, and forbid them not;
...Over the noisy keys;
I know not what I was playing,
Or what I was dreaming then,...
Over the noisy keys;
I know not what I was playing,
Or what I was dreaming then,
...Little children, sweet, innocent, pure,
Running, playing, on Heaven’s green shore.
Then our Lamb will extend His sweet hand,...
Little children, sweet, innocent, pure,
Running, playing, on Heaven’s green shore.
Then our Lamb will extend His sweet hand,
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