Music in the Soul

The world is full of sing­ing

I hear it ev­ery­where;

The flow­ers their bells are ring­ing

Out on the scent­ed air;

And up above

around me

The si­lent an­thems roll

For the glo­ri­ous Lord has found me

And there’s mu­sic in my soul;

For the glo­ri­ous Lord has found me

And 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 ev­er in Christ ab­id­ing

There’s mu­sic in my soul.

And ev­er in Christ abid­ing

There’s mu­sic in my soul.

My heart was full of sad­ness

Of over-weigh­ty care

But now the oil of glad­ness

Has turned to praise the pray­er;

And so I keep pur­su­ing

And press to­wards the goal;

But pray­ing

wait­ing

do­ing

There’s mu­sic in my soul;

But pray­ing

wait­ing

do­ing

There’s mu­sic in my soul.

And so my heart keeps sing­ing

Unto the Mas­ter’s Word

And it is al­ways sing­ing

Just like a spring­time bird.

I know not what the harps may be

When the heav’n­ly an­thems roll

But I know that Heav’n is near to me

For there’s mu­sic in my soul;

But I know that Heav’n is near to me

For there’s mu­sic in my soul.