1 O the music sweet of heav'n I hear, When glows the early morn; Its cadence, falling soft and clear, Awakes the world from sleep.
Chorus; O the music sweet of heav'n I hear, It cheers my heart each day; O lighter grows my heavy load, And brighter shines the way.
2 O the music sweet of heav'n I hear, When noontide's with'ring beam Annoys and fills my soul with fear, O priceless then it seems. [Chorus]
3 O the music sweet of heav'n I hear, When twilight shadows fall; To dim my faith no clouds appear, Christ's love o'erruleth all. [Chorus]Source: Light in the Valley: a new work of great merit for the Sunday school, revivals, Christian Endeavor, Epworth League, young people's society, and all forward movement along the line of battle... #188