I Will Praise Him

When I saw the cleans­ing fount­ain

Open wide for all my sin

I ob­eyed the Spir­it’s woo­ing

When He said

Wilt thou be clean?

I will praise Him! I will praise Him!

Praise the Lamb for sin­ners slain;

Give Him glo­ry

all ye peo­ple

For His blood can wash away each stain.

Though the way seems straight and nar­row

All I claimed was swept away;

My am­bi­tions

plans and wish­es

At my feet in ash­es lay.

Then God’s fire up­on the al­tar

Of my heart was set aflame;

I shall nev­er cease to praise Him

Glory

glo­ry to His name!

Blessèd be the name of Je­sus!

I’m so glad He took me in;

He’s for­giv­en my trans­gress­ions

He has cleansed my heart from sin.

Glory

glo­ry to the Fa­ther!

Glory

glo­ry to the Son!

Glory

glo­ry to the Spir­it!

Glory to the Three in One!