Why I Sing (Root)

At my work I’m al­ways sing­ing

Tho’ the day be cold and long;

Every thought is filled with mu­sic

And I can not cease my song.

For I’m think­ing of my Sav­ior

And the love that crowns my days;

So He fills my heart with glad­ness

And my mouth with grate­ful praise.

I am sing­ing of the sun­shine

Tho’ the sky be cold and gray;

I am sing­ing of the sum­mer

Tho’ the win­ter chills the day.

I’ve a hope ’mid scenes that per­ish

And my faith

on joy­ful wings

O’er the clouds of life aris­es

And in Je­sus’ sun­light sings.