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The Melody of Heaven

sun rays through clouds

And when He marches over that triumphant Hill

And my heart keeps time with each perfect beat of His will

I’ll know my Saviour loves me melodiously still

For He’s written my hymn in Heaven with His golden quill

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And each note, it bears my earthly name

As He calls again and again, always the same

Come unto Me, when you’re weary, exhausted, lame

I’ll fill your emptiness with pureness of angelic frame

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So angelic chords fill my now joyous days

‘Cause Jesus met me and mercifully showed me His ways

Bid me come, join the finest of psaltery rays

And sing praises under His loving, kind gaze

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© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

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