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.