1 To Jesus I am clinging,
Am clinging day by day;
The bells of joy are ringing
A merry roundelay.
My heart with joy is singing
His praises all the way,
My heart with joy is singing
His praises all the way.
2 What need have I to borrow
The joys of earth a while?
Why should I dread the morrow,
With all its love and smile?
No fear nor any sorrow
Can hide His blessed smile,
No fear nor any sorrow
Can hide His blessed smile.
3 His love is ever flowing
Unmeasured, full and free,
Like evening zephyrs blowing
Across a summer sea.
I sing His praises, knowing
He watches over me,
I sing His praises, knowing
He watches over me.