1 The music of heaven is sweeter in measure
And purer in every strain,
Than the music of earth, tho' it fills us with pleasure,
As it thrillingly rolls over valley and plain.
Oh, music of heaven
So rich and so sweet;
Oh, joy that it brings us!
So full and complete.
2 The music of heaven is grander in rhyming
Than any that mortal e'er toned,
And the mansions of glory forever are chiming
With the songs that arise to the Saviour enthroned. [Refrain]
3 The music of heaven, no mortal can sing it,
Save he who attunes his poor soul,
At the throne of the Father, to swell and to ring it,
With the angels to make it thro' Paradise roll. [Refrain]
Source: Crowning Day No. 5 #100