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What though my joys and comfort die?
The Lord my savior liveth.
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night he giveth.

(My Life Flows On In Endless Song)

They are singing hallelujahs

There's a song in heaven they sing

Author: John R. Clements
Tune: [There's a song in heaven they sing]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

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1 There’s a song in heav’n they sing,
None on earth its music know,
As they gather ’round the King,
Clad in garments “white as snow;”
With their voices all in key
These they sing this “glad, new song,”
Look on him they love to see,
While the music floats along.

They are singing hallelujahs,
We can catch the glorious strain,
And it seems to touch our heart-strings,
And we echo the refrain,
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Praise we all the great I Am,
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the precious Lamb!

2 There’s a strain the ransomed know,
And they sing it o’er and o’er;
There’s to it a rhythmic flow,
Such as ear ne’er heard before;
And their voices blending sweet
Make heav’n’s arches ring with praise;
The swelling chorus they repeat:
“Lord, to thee our song we raise.” [Refrain]

3 This sweet strain we soon shall know,
When our labor here is done,
When the songs we loved below
Blend with that eternal one;
Here in part we know, but soon
Face to face we’ll see the King,
There to worship God triune,
And the heav’nly anthem sing. [Refrain]

Source: Songs of Love and Praise No. 4 #136

Author: John R. Clements

John R. Clements was born in County Armagh, Ireland 28 November 1868 and was brought to the United States at the age of two years. He worked at the age of thirteen as a retail grocery clerk and had a successful wholesale grocery business. He began writing poetry when he was young. Dianne Shapiro, from "The Singers and Their Songs: sketches of living gospel hymn writers" by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (Chicago: The Rodeheaver Company, 1916) Go to person page >

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First Line: There's a song in heaven they sing
Title: They are singing hallelujahs
Author: John R. Clements


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Songs of Love and Praise No. 4 #136

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