What Heavenly Music Steals Over The Sea
What heavenly music steals over the sea!
Entrancing the senses like sweet melody!
‘Tis the voice of the angels, borne soft on the air;
For me they are singing; their welcome I hear.
On the banks of old Jordan, here gazing I stand,
And earnestly longing, I stretch forth my hand;
Send a convoy of angels, dear Jesus, I pray!
Let me join that sweet music; come, take me away.
Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave,
If Jesus permit, the wild surges I’ll brave;
For that heavenly music hath ravished me so,
I must join in that chorus! I’ll go! Let me go.