Let me sing, for the glory of heaven

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.

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

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?

O wonderful

glorious Redeemer!

I would worship Thee

Savior Divine;

And rejoice

though surrounded with praises

Thou wilt still hear a song such as mine.