OH! SING OF JOY.
Oh! sing of joy—for I have felt
That sadness in my bosom dwelt,
One tone of joy might yet efface
The mem'ry of grief's resting-place.
That sadness in my bosom dwelt,
One tone of joy might yet efface
The mem'ry of grief's resting-place.
Oh! sing of joy—for I have known
Dark sorrow's melody alone:
The music round my spirit wreathed,
Hath ever been by sadness breathed.
Dark sorrow's melody alone:
The music round my spirit wreathed,
Hath ever been by sadness breathed.
Oh! sing of joy—for I would fain
Recall those sunny hours again,
That lit in childhood o'er my brow—
Where are those days of sunshine now?
Recall those sunny hours again,
That lit in childhood o'er my brow—
Where are those days of sunshine now?
Oh! sing of joy—it glads my heart
To think, though joys from me depart,
To think, though joys from me depart,
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