While travelling on his great narrow road, I must press on to obtain my goal,
He guides my steps and keeps me straight in line,
The crown of life will soon, one day, be mine.
So sings my soul, (so sings my soul)
And lifts my voice,
He makes me glad, (he makes me glad)
I will rejoice,
So sings my soul, (so sings my soul)
And lifts my voice,
He makes me glad, (he makes me glad)
And I will...I will...I will rejoice.
Sometimes my eyes are too weak to see,
Sometimes my ears do not hear him speak,
If I fall, you'll help me stand again,
When I call, he lifts me in his hand.
So sings my soul, (so sings my soul)
And lifts my voice,
He makes me glad, (he makes me glad)
I will rejoice,
So sings my soul, (so sings my soul)
And lifts my voice,
He makes me glad, (he makes me glad)
And I will...I will...I will rejoice.
