Chilhowie Primitive Baptist Church - O Sing to me of Heav'n

Chilhowie Primitive Baptist Church - O Sing to me of Heav'n

O 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.

When cold and sluggish drops
Roll off my dying brow,
Break forth in songs of joyfulness,
Let heav'n begin below.

When the last moments come,
O, smoth my dying face,
To catch the bright, seraphic gleam
Which o'er my feature plays.

Then to my raptured ear
Let one sweet song be giv'n;
Let music charm me last on earth,
And greet me first in heav'n.

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