I feel like singing all the time
377
P.M.
1 I feel like singing all the time,
My tears are wiped away;
For Jesus is a Friend of mine,
I’ll serve Him every day.
I’ll praise Him! praise Him!
Praise Him all the time;
Praise Him! praise Him?
I’ll praise Him all the time.
2 When on the cross my Lord I saw,
Nailed there by sins of mine;
Fast fell the burning tears;
But now, I’m singing all the time.
3 When fierce temptations try my heart,
I’ll sing, “Jesus is mine!”
And so, though tears at times may start,
I’m singing all the time.
4 The wondrous story of the Lamb,
Tell with that voice of thine,
Till others, with the glad new song
Go singing all the time.