O What Shall I Do, My Savior to Praise?

O what shall I do

My Sav­ior to praise?

So faith­ful and true

So plen­te­ous in grace!

So strong to de­liv­er

So good to re­deem

The weak­est be­liev­er

That hangs upon Him.

How hap­py the man

Whose heart is set free

The peo­ple that can

Be joy­ful in Thee!

Their joy is to walk in

The light of Thy face

And still they are talk­ing

Of Je­sus’ grace.

Their dai­ly de­light

Shall be in Thy name;

They shall as their right

Thy right­eous­ness claim;

Thy right­eous­ness wear­ing

And cleansed by Thy blood

Bold shall they ap­pear in

The pre­sence of God.

For Thou art their boast

Their glo­ry and pow­er;

And I also trust

To see the glad hour

My soul’s new cre­ation

A life from the dead

The day of sal­va­tion

That lifts up my head.

For Je­sus my Lord

Is now my de­fense;

I trust in His Word

None plucks me from thence;

Since I have found fa­vor

He all things will do;

My king and my Sav­ior

Shall make me anew.

Yes

Lord

I shall see

The bliss of Thine own

Thy sec­ret to me

Shall soon be made known;

For sor­row and sad­ness

I joy shall re­ceive

And share in the glad­ness

Of all that be­lieve.