How Can I Keep From Singing?

At church on Sunday one member got up and talked about an old hymn that a song we were getting ready to sing was fashioned after - How Can I Keep From Singing? The song was way different that I expected because I kept thinking about Enya's beautiful version. When I got home I searched through our CDs and iTunes for the Enya album (Shepherd Moons) that got me through my last year of college, job hunting and the first few months that Scott and I lived in different cities during our "courtship".

I found 2 other Enya albums, The Memory of Trees and A Day Without Rain ripped and loaded into the Sonos,  but Shepherd Moons was not to be found ... the tape is probably in a box in the garage or basement and I WILL find it at some point. So I jumped on iTunes and downloaded the song plus Marble Halls ...

Such a BEAUTIFUL song! When I listened to it initially I was overcome with emotion and taken back to my end-of-college days when I would listen to Enya while taking hot bath, vanilla candles lit.



My life goes on in endless song
Above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear it's music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear
And hear their death knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?

In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging,
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?