There is a song I want to sing--
Or want to learn to sing;
It is a song of praise to Thee,
Jesus, my Lord and King.
Oh teach me all its varied notes,
Its hidden melody,
Till I have learned to sing by heart,
This song of praise to Thee.
I want to sing, while yet on earth,
The tender, thankful strain
Of saints, who gladly near Thy throne,
Make Thee their song's refrain.
For though I am not yet a saint,
And though my praises ring
From an encumbered earthly soul,
I love the strains to sing.
And well I love, I know I love,
Though truly not as they,
Thee, blessed Jesus whom I praise
Feebly on earth to--day;
While there's a song I want to sing--
Or want to learn to sing;
A blessed song of love to Thee,
Jesus, my Lord and King.
-Elizabeth Prentiss ~ from Golden Hours: Heart-Hymns
of the Christian Life
