128. Lord, With Glowing Heart I'd Praise Thee

1 Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise Thee
For the bliss Thy love bestows,
For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows.
Help, O God, my weak endeavor;
This dull soul to rapture raise:
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warmed to praise.

2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away.
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.

3 Lord, this bosom’s ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before Thy footstool kneeling,
Deign Thy suppliant’s prayer to bless.
Let Thy grace, my soul’s chief treasure,
Love’s pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth Thy praise.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee
Title: Lord, With Glowing Heart I'd Praise Thee
Author: Francis Scott Key, 1779-1843 (1843)
Meter: 8 7, 8 7. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1901
Topic: Worship
Tune Information
Name: AUTUMN
Composer: Francois H. Barthelemon, 1741-1808
Meter: 8 7, 8 7. D.



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