71. Oh, sing to me of heav'n

1 Oh, sing to me of heav'n,
When I am called to die;
Sing songs of holy ecstasy,
To waft my soul on high.

Chorus:
There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there,
In heav'n above, where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow there.

2 When cold and sluggish drops
Roll off my marble brow,
Break forth in songs of joyfulness,
Let heaven begin below. [Chorus]

3 When the last moments come,
Oh, watch my dying face,
To catch the bright seraphic gleam
Which o'er my features play. [Chorus]

4 Then to my raptur'd ear,
Let one sweet song be giv'n;
Let music charm me last on earth,
And greet me first in heav'n. [Chorus]

5 Then close my sightless eyes,
And lay me down to rest,
And fold my pain and icy hands
Upon my lifeless breast. [Chorus]

6 Then round my lifeless clay
Assemble those I love,
And sing of heav'n, delightful heav'n,
My glorious home above. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: Oh, sing to me of heav'n
Author: Mrs. Dana
Refrain First Line: There'll be no sorrow there
Language: English
Publication Date: 1871
Notes: Hymn to the tune "NO PARTING THERE." No Sorrow there. S. M.
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