Poems (Coolidge)/Sing Unto the Lord
"SING UNTO THE LORD"
Had we in Christ but learned to dwell Our lives were each a song; To hearts at peace the world's dismay Can ne'er again belong.
Did we but serve with single heart Each life a psalm might be; We, bending low, the message hear: "My grace I promise thee."
Did we but trust a Father's love And clasp His guiding hand, The burthen of our songs would be A joy in each command.
Oh! sing unto the Lord, my soul! Both now and yet again; Till heart and mind and voice shall sound In full accord—"Amen!"