Hymn/Song Information

I seem to hear an angel choir Down from

I seem to hear an angel choir
Down from their shining home;
And in my heart their notes inspire
Sweet anthems from the throne.

Hark! o’er the vale sweet melodies
That echo in my soul;
Our great Redeemer’s holy praise
As mighty thunders roll.

Upon the mount of holiness,
We live in heaven’s view;
And o’er the shaded valley come
Their songs forever new.

Hark! o’er the vale sweet melodies
That echo in my soul;
Our great Redeemer’s holy praise
As mighty thunders roll.

Above, below, one family,
A thousand chords of love;
Now thrill my soul with melodies,
They chant in praise above.

Hark! o’er the vale sweet melodies
That echo in my soul;
Our great Redeemer’s holy praise
As mighty thunders roll.

I catch the pure celestial strain
That heaven wafts to me;
And then my happy spirit sings,
“Oh, glory, I am free!”

Hark! o’er the vale sweet melodies
That echo in my soul;
Our great Redeemer’s holy praise
As mighty thunders roll.

We echo back the sounds that float
Through Eden’s balmy air;
And heaven shouts to hear on earth
The songs they’re singing there.

Hark! o’er the vale sweet melodies
That echo in my soul;
Our great Redeemer’s holy praise
As mighty thunders roll.