Oh, what songs of the heart We shall sing all the day, When again we assemble at home, When we meet ne'er to part With the blest o'er the way, There no more from our loved ones to roam! Oh, what songs we'll employ! Oh, what welcome we'll hear! When we kneel at our dear Savior's feet, As the heart swells with joy In embraces most dear When our heavenly parents we meet! Oh, what songs we'll employ, As the heart swells with joy, When our heavenly parents we meet! Oh, the visions we'll see In that home of the blest, There's no word, there's no thought can impart, What our rapture will be All the soul can attest, In the heavenly songs of the heart; What our rapture will be In the vision we'll see Best expressed in the songs of the heart.