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!