There’s a car­ol
That I am sing­ing ev­ery day
Which mag­ni­fies my Sav­ior’s love;
I will sing
While tra­vel­ing in the up­ward way,
Till safe with­in His courts above.

Refrain

I will sing of the sav­ing grace,
Of the Christ who has set me free;
I will tell of His match­less pow­er,
His love that is be­yond de­gree.

I will sing it
Unto the bu­sy, hur­ried throng
Who have not learned to trust His grace;
I’ll ex­tol the joy
Of my Lord the whole day long,
That some day I may see His face.

Refrain

When the songs of earth
We now sing are hushed and still,
And Hea­ven rings with wor­thi­er praise,
We shall all
Be ga­thered at home by His good will,
To Christ, our king, new songs to raise.

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