| My life goes on in endless song
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| Above earth’s lamentations
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| I hear the real, though far-off hymn
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| That hails a new creation
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| Through all the tumult and the strife
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| I hear its music ringing
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| It sounds an echo in my soul
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| How can I keep from singing?
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| While though the tempest loudly roars
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| I hear the truth, it liveth
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| And though the darkness 'round me close
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| Songs in the night it giveth
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| No storm can shake my inmost calm
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| While to that rock I’m clinging
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| Since love is Lord of heaven and earth
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| How can I keep from singing?
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| When tyrants tremble sick with fear
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| And hear their death knell ringing
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| When friends rejoice both far and near
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| How can I keep from singing?
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| No storm can shake my inmost calm
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| While to that rock I’m clinging
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| Since love is Lord of heaven and earth
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| How can I keep from singing?
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| My life goes on in endless song
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| Above earth’s lamentations
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| I hear the real, though far-off hymn
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| How can I keep from singing?
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| Lord, how can I keep from singing?
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| Oh, how can I keep from singing?
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| (Thank you, Lord) |