A run of 300 limited edition CDs of the second Hymns record.
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lyrics
My life flows on in endless song
Amidst earth's lamentation.
I hear the real though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing
It sounds an echo in my soul,
How can I keep from singing?
What though the tempest round me roars,
I know the truth, it liveth,
What though the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?
To prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts of love are winging
With who sing songs of lament
How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble, sick with fear
And hear their death knell ringing
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?
I lift my eyes, the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smooths,
Since first I learned to love it.
The messianic peace makes fresh,
A fountain ever springing;
All things are mine since I am theirs,
How can I keep from singing?