Daily, daily, sing the praises <br />Of the city God hath made; <br />In the beauteous fields of Eden <br />Its foundation stones are laid. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />O that I had wings of angels, <br />Here to spread and heavenward fly! <br />I would seek the gates of Zion, <br />Far beyond the starry sky. <br /> <br />All the walls of that dear city <br />Are of bright and burnished gold; <br />It is matchless in its beauty, <br />And its treasures are untold. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />In the midst of that dear city <br />Christ is reigning on His seat, <br />And the angels swing their censers <br />In a ring about His feet. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />From the throne a river issues, <br />Clear as crystal, passing bright, <br />And it traverses the city <br />Like a sudden beam of light. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />There the forests ever blossom, <br />Like our orchards here in May; <br />There the gardens never wither, <br />But eternally are gay. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />There the meadows green and dewy <br />Shine with lilies wondrous fair; <br />Thousand, thousand, are the colors <br />Of the waving flowers there. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />There the forests ever blossom, <br />Like our orchards here in May; <br />There the gardens never wither, <br />But eternally are gay. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />There the wind is sweetly fragrant, <br />And is laden with the song <br />Of the seraphs, and the elders, <br />And the great redeemèd throng. <br /> <br />Refrain <br /> <br />O I would my ears were open <br />Here to catch that happy strain! <br />O I would my eyes some vision <br />Of that Eden would attain! <br /> <br />Refrain<br /><br />Sabine Baring-Gould<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daily-daily-sing-the-praises/
