‘When In Our Music God Is Glorified’
My life flows on in endless song; above earth’s lamentation, I catch the sweet, though far off hymn that hails a new creation.
No storm can shake my inmost calm while to that Rock I’m clinging. Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth, how can I keep from singing?
Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear that music ringing. It finds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing?
What though my joys and comforts die? I know my Savior liveth. What though the darkness gather round? Songs in the night he giveth.
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart, a fountain ever springing! All things are mine since I am his! How can I keep from singing?
- Robert Lowery, 1869