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Hear sweet voices from above,
Fill thy hands and go with love,
To the weary as they wait, so late;
In the name of Christ your King,
Go and sweetly, sweetly sing,
Go and wipe
their tears away, and pray.
Happy voices ev’rywhere
Are like angels in the air.
’Twas for this that Jesus came,
There is music in His Name,
In the work He calleth you, be true.
Cups of water ye may bear,
And bring answer to your prayer;
Jesus led the multitude with good.
How the blind with opened eyes
Looked on Him with glad surprise!
Love may fix the eyes
long dim on Him.
Happy voices ev’rywhere
Are like angels in the air.
’Twas for this that Jesus came,
There is music in His Name,
In the work He calleth you, be true.
Only tell the story how
Jesus comes to bless you now;
What you do for love
is best confessed.
Go as Jesus went to them;
You may find perchance a gem,
Long to sparkle in His sight in light.
Happy voices ev’rywhere
Are like angels in the air.
’Twas for this that Jesus came,
There is music in His Name,
In the work He calleth you, be true.
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