1 There is something within me
That's just holding the reins;
There is something within me
That Just banishes pain;
There is something within me,
More than I can explain;
All I can say is, Praise God!
There is something within.

2 Oh preachers and tachers
Have made their appeal,
Just fighting like soldiers
On life's battlefield;
And when to their pleading
My poor heart did yield,
All I could say was, Praise God!
There is something within.

3 Oh, have you that something?
That burning desire!
Oh, have you that something
That never does tire?
Now if you have it,
That heavenly fire,
Then let the world know
There is something within.