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There's music in the upper heaven--
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #941 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 There's music in the upper heaven--
The choral notes that swell
Are sweeter, fuller, richer far
Than human lips can tell,
When rings the gush of golden harps,
And heavenly lutes are swept,
To tell the quenchless love of him
Who o'er a lost world wept.
2 The gliding rush of countless wings,
Borne on the swelling breeze,
That wafts the rustling music by
Amid embowered trees;
The echo of the myriad feet
That fall on pavements fair,
Of glittering, dazzling gold, that gleams
In untold brightness there.
3 The music of the pearly gates,
When back by angels flung,
Admitting there a ransomed soul,
Their sinless bands among:
The silvery sound that's swelling up
When flows the stream of life;
The rustle of the emerald leaf
With healing virtues rife.
4 And then the tide of melody
That swells and bursts, when rings
The new song in that far-off world,
That thrilling rapture brings:
But, awed, we may not note its power,
Its depth we may not sound;
Unfathomed, fathomless, it rolls
In glorious might around. Topics: Heaven; The Music of Heaven
There's music in the upper heaven--
There's music in the upper heav'n
Hymnal: Kind Words #11 (1871) Lyrics: 1 There's music in the upper heav'n--
The choral notes that swell,
Are sweeter, fuller richer far
than human lips can tell.
When rings the gush of golden harps and heav'nly lutes are swept.
To tell the quenchless love of him
Who o'er a lost world wept. Amen.
2 The gliding rush of countless wings
Borne on the swelling breeze,
That wafts the rustling music by
Amid embower'd trees.
The echo of the myriad feet
That fall on pavements fair,
Of glittering dazzling gold that gleams
In untold brightness there. Amen.
3 The music of the pearly gates,
When back by angels flung,
Admitting there a ransomed soul
Their sinless bands among.
The silvery sound that's swelling up
When flows the stream of life,
The rustic of the emerald leaf,
With healing virtues rife.
4 And then the tide of melody
That swells and bursts when rings
The new song in that far-off world,
That thrilling rapture brings;
But awed, we may not note its power,
Its depths we may not sound;
Unfathomed, fathomless it rolls
In glorious might around. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: THE MUSIC OF HEAVEN
There's music in the upper heav'n
The Music of Heaven
Hymnal: Twilight Zephyrs #25 (1881) First Line: There's music in the upper heav'n Languages: English Tune Title: [There's music in the upper heav'n]
The Music of Heaven
There's music in the upper heaven
Hymnal: Zion's Harp ... Sacred Songs Not Found in the Methodist Hymn Book and Many Never Before Published with Several Original Pieces #d317 (1852)
There's music in the upper heaven
There's music in the upper heaven
Hymnal: The Christian Melodist, a Collection of Popular Songs, for Use in Public and Social Meetings ... #d332 (1850)
There's music in the upper heaven
There's music in the upper heaven
Author: Anon. Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the use of the United Brethren in Christ #1028 (1858) Languages: English
There's music in the upper heaven
There's music in the upper heaven
Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book #1127 (1866)
There's music in the upper heaven
The music of heaven
Hymnal: Kind Words #d97 (1891) First Line: There's music in the upper heaven
The music of heaven
The music of heaven
Hymnal: The Hymnist #d109 (1862) First Line: There's music in the upper heaven
The music of heaven
The music of heaven
Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist (Numeral ed.) 10th ed., 1st rev. ed. #d381 (1851) First Line: There's music in the upper heaven
The music of heaven
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