I feel like singing all the time

		

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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.