170. He Keeps Me Singing

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There’s within my heart a melody
 
Jesus whispers sweet and low,
 
Fear not, I am with thee, peace, be still,
 
In all of life’s ebb and flow.
 
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, sweetest name I know,
 
Fills my every longing, keeps me singing as I go.
2
Feasting on the riches of His grace,
 
Resting ‘neath His sheltering wing,
 
Always looking on His smiling face,
 
That is why I shout and sing.
3
Though sometimes He leads through waters deep,
 
Trials fall across the way;
 
Though sometimes the path seems rough and steep,
 
See His footprints all the way.
4
Soon He’s coming back to welcome me
 
Far beyond the starry sky;
 
I shall see His face who died for me,
 
I shall reign with Him on high.