The world is full of singing,

I hear it everywhere;

The flow'rs their bells are ringing

Out on the scented air;

And up above, around me,

The silent anthems roll;

The glorious Lord has found me,

There's music in my soul.

My heart was fond of sighing,

With just some breaks of song,

As self was ever trying

To make its weakness strong;

But now in Him confiding,

His word has made me whole;

And e’re in Christ abiding,

There's music in my soul.

My life was full of sadness,

Of ever weighing care;

But now the oil of gladness

Has turn’d to praise the prayer;

And so I keep pursuing

And pressing t'ward the goal,

But praying, waiting, doing,

There's music in my soul.

And so my heart keeps clinging

To this dear master’s word,

And it is always singing

To Jesus like a spring time bird;

I know not what the harps be

Where heavenly anthem roll,

I know that heaven is near me,

There’s music in my soul.