Must those bright hopes prove false and vain?
And must I miss the heavenly goal?
"There is joy in Heaven, in the presence of the angels, over one sinner that repenteth."—Scripture.
What's this that breaks upon my ear?
Music sweet;
From golden harps, methinks I hear
Glorious strains!
"There's joy in Heaven," the angels sing,
"A soul repents and owns our King;"