Let me sing, for the glory of heaven

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P.M. 1 Let me sing, for the glory of heaven Like a sunbeam has swept o’er my heart; I would praise Thee for sins all forgive, For Thy love, which shall never depart. 2 If Thy works praise Thee, Giver of good, If the sun shines his praise unto Thee, If the wind, as it sigh thro’ the wood, Makes a murmur of song from each tree. 3 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? 4 O wonderful, glorious Redeemer! I would worship Thee, Saviour divine; And rejoice, though surrounded with praises, Thou wilt still hear a song such as mine: 5 A song of a sinner forgiven, And a song that is music to Thee; A song of a pilgrim to heaven, Yes, a song from a sinner like me. S.T. Francis