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My Song of Praise
I'm going along, o'er-flowing with song, The sin clouds all rolled away, rolled away; The heavenly Dove is bending above, To cheer me from day to day.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.
He's guiding me straight to fair heaven's gate, And making my pathway clear, ever clear; He's leading me on to heaven's fair throne, With angels to dwell up there.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.
With lovelight aglow, wherever I go, I'll sing of His saving grace, saving grace; When earthlife is o'er, then, forevermore, I'll look on His smiling face.
All glory to Him I bring! with gladness to Him I cling; With perfect delight, by day and by night, This wonderful song I sing.