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,
The bliss of peace may softly rest
On some less darkly troubled breast.
To think, though joys from me depart,
The bliss of peace may softly rest
On some less darkly troubled breast.
Oh! sing of joy—that I may feel
The light of gladness o'er me steal:
Oh! sing of joy—that I may smile,
My heart's despondency to wile.
The light of gladness o'er me steal:
Oh! sing of joy—that I may smile,
My heart's despondency to wile.
Oh! sing of joy—that I may know
That other hearts feel less of woe:
Oh! let the song of joy arise,
And chase the sad tear from mine eyes.
That other hearts feel less of woe:
Oh! let the song of joy arise,
And chase the sad tear from mine eyes.