Heavenly echoes

1 Children’s songs are heav’n­ly ech­oes,
From the spirit choirs above,
Echoes from the holy moun­tains
Bosomed in the land of love;
While the angel bands are sing­ing,
While the golden harps are ring­ing,
Babes on earth repeat the strain,
Listen to the sweet refrain.

Refrain:
Angels singing, children ring­ing,
Out the echoes through the land;
Heav’nly chorus, floating o’er us,
From the sweet seraphic band.

2 Children’s thoughts like birds of Hea­v­en,
Drink the ether of the skies,
Mounting up on snowy pinions,
To the gates of Paradise:
There they learn sad Calvary’s story,
Catch seraphic notes of glory,
Echoing soft each note that thrills
Back among the golden hills. [Refrain]

3 Hark! how sweet the heav’nly ech­oes,
Caught from pure celestial lays—
From the mouths of babes and suck­lings,
Jesus hath perfected praise.
Let the children keep on singing,
While the courts of Heav’n are ring­ing,
Let the youthful voices rise,
In the anthems of the skies. [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16027

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #16027