Lord With Glowing Heart I'd Praise Thee
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.
Praise, my soul, the God that sought me,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found me lost, and kindly brought me
From the paths of death away;
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling,
Him Who saw my guilt-born fear,
And the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
Praise my Savior God that drew me
To that cross, new life to give,
Held a blood sealed pardon to me,
Bade me look to Him and live.
Praise the grace whose threats alarmed me,
Roused me from my fatal ease;
Praise the grace whose promise warmed me,
Praise the grace that whispered peace.
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.
I thought this might be of some interest to others... The one who wrote this was no doubt a Christian, though you may not know he wrote this one, you are very familiar and know his most famous one... I can truly say you may have sung it a time or two... The Star-Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key... Our National Anthem!... Now you know!... Brother Glen
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.
Praise, my soul, the God that sought me,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found me lost, and kindly brought me
From the paths of death away;
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling,
Him Who saw my guilt-born fear,
And the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
Praise my Savior God that drew me
To that cross, new life to give,
Held a blood sealed pardon to me,
Bade me look to Him and live.
Praise the grace whose threats alarmed me,
Roused me from my fatal ease;
Praise the grace whose promise warmed me,
Praise the grace that whispered peace.
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.
I thought this might be of some interest to others... The one who wrote this was no doubt a Christian, though you may not know he wrote this one, you are very familiar and know his most famous one... I can truly say you may have sung it a time or two... The Star-Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key... Our National Anthem!... Now you know!... Brother Glen