Praise Him all the Time

Verse 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.

Chorus

Singing glory, glory, Glory be to God on high.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 4

The wondrous story of the Lamb We’ll tell in every clime, Till others, taught the glad new song, Go singing all the time.

Verse 5

The angels sing a glorious song, But not a song like mine, For I am washed in Jesus’ blood, And singing all the time.