1 Oh, the love of God constrains me in the way,
And my heart is overflowing ev’ry day;
So singing, shouting, praising,
Songs to Christ I’m raising,
My soul is filled with nothing but his love.

Chorus:
Love him, love him?
‘Twas love for me that bro’t the Savior from above;
Love him, love him?
My soul is filled with nothing but his love.

2 It was love that made him die upon the tree,
It was love that paid the debt for you and me;
So singing, shouting, praising,
Songs to Christ I’m raising,
My soul is filled with nothing but his love. [Chorus]

3 Knowing what his weary saints would need the most,
It was love that made him send the Holy Ghost;
So singing, shouting, praising,
Songs to Christ I’m raising,
My soul is filled with nothing but his love. [Chorus]

4 Thro’ his love we’ll reach our mansion in the sky,
Then his love will make our heaven, by and by;
So singing, shouting, praising,
Songs to Christ I’m raising,
My soul is filled with nothing but his love. [Chorus]