Singing, Speaking, Praying

Sing a song of Jesus,
Happy be the strain,
Till the harmonies of Heaven
Fill the earth again.
Sing a song for Jesus,
Happy, happy be the strain,
Till the harmonies of Heaven
Fill the earth again.

Speak a word for Jesus,
Scatter precious seed,
It may some poor wanderer
To the Savior lead.
Speak a word for Jesus,
Scatter, scatter precious seed,
It may some poor wanderer
To the Savior lead.

Say a prayer to Jesus,
He will always hear;
To each precious blood-bought soul,
He is ever near.
Say a prayer to Jesus,
He will always, always hear,
To each precious blood-bought soul,
He is ever near.

Singing, speaking, praying,
For the Lord of love,
Till He comes to take you home
To His Heav’n above.
Singing, speaking, praying,
For the Lord, the Lord of love,
Till He comes to take you home
To His Heav’n above.

Author: Unknown

No clear attribution found in common hymnals or databases for this exact text. The repetitive, simple children's-style structure and phrasing suggest it may be from a late-19th or early-20th-century Sunday-school songbook, possibly by an anonymous or lesser-known author such as those contributing to collections by Sankey, Bliss, or similar publishers. No strong alternate attributions identified.