It is sweet and flows like a spring,

And joy to my spirit it always brings,

It is so every time I settle down to sing,

Breaking the pain that forms painful strings,

So that my all I can give to my King;

With dances and music, my heart ding dong dings,

Like the melody from a blackberry ping;

I soar with vigor with strength like eagle’s wings,

As I sing out with peace that makes my voice ring.

Have a blessed Sunday!