Text: | Strains of music often greet me |
Author: | Anon. |
1 Strains of music often greet me
As I join the busy throng,
But there's nothing half so pleasant
As the holy Sabbath song.
Cho.--No fear of ill, no fear of wrong,
While I can sing my Sabbath song;
My Sabbath song, my Sabbath song;
I love to sing my Sabbath song.
2 'Tis a song of love and mercy,
Speaking peace to all mankind;
Telling sinners, poor and needy,
Where the Saviour they may find.
Chorus.--No fear of ill, &c.
3 Angels sweetly sing in glory
Songs of praise to God their King;
But the song of blessed redemption
Man, redeemed, alone can sing.
Chorus.--No fear of ill, &c.
4 While I love, oh, may I ever
Love the holy Sabbath song;
And when death shall call me homeward,
Join it with the blood-bought throng.
Chorus.--No fear of ill, &c.
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First Line: | Strains of music often greet me |
Author: | Anon. |
Refrain First Line: | No fear of ill, no fear of wrong |
Meter: | 8s & 7s |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Spiritual Songs; My Sabbath Song |