Let Me Sing
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Let Me Sing
My Lord let me sing a song,
unheard current let it flow,
my heart beats
but mind is dumb,
Let it move downward,
Thought pours like wave upon wave,
Let it sing in rhythmic strain,
Dull brain perplexes,
heart is stopped,
Oh Lord let it resume,
In the bower of forefather,
Thewarm bed of love.
pulsation upon pulsation
Music unending and unceasing
will snatch the staff mind
to mould,
And I a lorn traveller,
may Ifind a tune,
on which lay my heart to melt,
In harmony ineffable.
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