My life flows on in endless song;
above earth's lamentation,
I catch the sweet, though far off hymn
that hails a new creation;
No storm can shake my inmost calm,
while to that Rock I'm clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,
How can i keep from singing?
Through all the tumult and the strife;
I hear the music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul;
How can I keep from singing.
What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night He giveth;
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