The Salvation Army Chatham

The music’s in your hands -
The sound of many voices:
The sound of jubilee,
When all your work rejoices.
The music of the spheres,
The onward march of life;
The sound of realms at peace,
When no more is there strife.

The music’s in your hands,
When father, son and brother
Share daily fellowship
With sister, wife and mother.
The song of distant hills
Encroaches on our road,
And life becomes a taste
Of Heaven our true abode.

The music’s in your hands,
We hear a faint pre-echo
Of sweet perfection’s song,
Excelling all we now know.
The music’s in your hands,
Your wounds proclaim the theme -
‘Salvation to our God’
Beyond our furthest dream.

Peter M Cooke