What heavenly music steals over the sea! Entrancing the senses like sweet melody! 'Tis the voice of the angels born soft on the air For me they are singing; their welcome I hear 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 Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave If Jesus permit, the wild surges I'll brave For the heavenly music hath ravished me so I must join in that! I'll go! let me go!