O songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest
Thus breathed by the East
on the hearts of the West;
How your music sweeps o’er us
Like perfume from flowers
He
wet with His blood in Gethsemane’s bowers.
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the beautiful
Songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest.
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the beautiful
Songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest.
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest
By earth-pilgrim sung as he hopes for his rest;
How ye tell that all sorrows
all troubles shall cease
On shores where the Lamb
To His loved ones gives peace.
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest
Breathe hope to the spirit
and balm to the blest;
Still around us your paradise music shall roll
Still whisper of Christ to each sin laden soul!
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest
We’re but pilgrims here
and longing for rest;
Dear fathers
dear mothers
all households that long
The smile of the Lord
and the glorified’s song!
O songs of the beautiful
songs of the blest
Thus breathed by the East
on the hearts of the West;
In your sweet music swelling from Calvary’s sod
We’ve mercy and paradise promised by God!