1. What heavenly music steals over the sea!
    Entrancing the senses like sweet melody!
    ‘Tis the voice of the angels borne soft on the air;
    For me they are singing; their welcome I hear.
  2. On the banks of old Jordan, here gazing I stand,
    And earnestly longing, I stretch forth my hand;
    Send a convoy of angels, dear Jesus, I pray!
    Let me join that sweet music; come, take me away.
  3. Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave,
    If Jesus permit, the wild surges I’ll brave;
    For that heavenly music hath ravished me so,
    I must join in that chorus! I’ll go! let me go!