O I am singing of Jesus,
Happy as mortal can be;
How can I help but adore Him,
He is so gracious to me:
Holding me up when I falter,
Giving me light from His throne,
Cheering me on with His counsel,
Keeping my hand in His own?

O I am singing of Jesus,
Praising Him all the day long,
Singing His infinite mercy,
Telling His goodness in song.
O I am singing of Jesus,
Singing His wonderful love;
Singing of rest for the weary,
Rest in His kingdom above.

O I am singing of Jesus,
Songs He delighteth to hear;
Singing, believing, obeying,
Waiting till He shall appear.
Singing, believing, obeying,
This is my constant employ;
He is my Strength and Redeemer,
He is my Comfort and Joy.