| Song | Singing I Go |
| Artist | George Beverly Shea |
| Album | If That Isn'T Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The trusting heart to Jesus clings, | |
| Nor any ill forebodes, | |
| But at the cross of Calv’ry, sings, | |
| Praise God for lifted loads! | |
| Refrain | |
| Singing I go along life’s road, | |
| Praising the Lord, praising the Lord, | |
| Singing I go along life’s road, | |
| For Jesus has lifted my load. | |
| The passing days bring many cares, | |
| “Fear not,” I hear Him say, | |
| And when my fears are turned to prayers, | |
| The burdens slip away. | |
| Refrain | |
| He tells me of my Father’s love, | |
| And never slumb’ring eye, | |
| My everlasting King above | |
| Will all my needs supply. | |
| Refrain | |
| When to the throne of grace I flee, | |
| I find the promise true, | |
| The mighty arms upholding me | |
| Will bear my burdens too. | |
| Refrain |
| The trusting heart to Jesus clings, | |
| Nor any ill forebodes, | |
| But at the cross of Calv' ry, sings, | |
| Praise God for lifted loads! | |
| Refrain | |
| Singing I go along life' s road, | |
| Praising the Lord, praising the Lord, | |
| Singing I go along life' s road, | |
| For Jesus has lifted my load. | |
| The passing days bring many cares, | |
| " Fear not," I hear Him say, | |
| And when my fears are turned to prayers, | |
| The burdens slip away. | |
| Refrain | |
| He tells me of my Father' s love, | |
| And never slumb' ring eye, | |
| My everlasting King above | |
| Will all my needs supply. | |
| Refrain | |
| When to the throne of grace I flee, | |
| I find the promise true, | |
| The mighty arms upholding me | |
| Will bear my burdens too. | |
| Refrain |
| The trusting heart to Jesus clings, | |
| Nor any ill forebodes, | |
| But at the cross of Calv' ry, sings, | |
| Praise God for lifted loads! | |
| Refrain | |
| Singing I go along life' s road, | |
| Praising the Lord, praising the Lord, | |
| Singing I go along life' s road, | |
| For Jesus has lifted my load. | |
| The passing days bring many cares, | |
| " Fear not," I hear Him say, | |
| And when my fears are turned to prayers, | |
| The burdens slip away. | |
| Refrain | |
| He tells me of my Father' s love, | |
| And never slumb' ring eye, | |
| My everlasting King above | |
| Will all my needs supply. | |
| Refrain | |
| When to the throne of grace I flee, | |
| I find the promise true, | |
| The mighty arms upholding me | |
| Will bear my burdens too. | |
| Refrain |