SONG OF PRAISE
A song of praise and gladness
Keeps ringing in my soul;
For Earth's old chains are loosening
Their strong and stedfast hold.
Keeps ringing in my soul;
For Earth's old chains are loosening
Their strong and stedfast hold.
They can keep my feet no longer
Joined together in their grip:
They have fallen from my fingers,
And beneath my tread they slip,
Joined together in their grip:
They have fallen from my fingers,
And beneath my tread they slip,
For an Unseen Hand now holds mine,
As it never did before:
He, of whom our Father spoke
Has been knocking at the door.
As it never did before:
He, of whom our Father spoke
Has been knocking at the door.
When at first His gentle knocking
Hour by hour kept up that call,
And His Spirit hovering near me
Urged me on beyond recall.
Hour by hour kept up that call,
And His Spirit hovering near me
Urged me on beyond recall.
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