Text: | Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee |
Author: | Francis Scott Key |
Tune: | RIPLEY |
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 | |
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First Line: | Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee |
Author: | Francis Scott Key (1823) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1917 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Prayer, Praise and Thanksgiving |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RIPLEY |
Meter: | 8 7, 8 7. D. |
Key: | E♭ Major |
Source: | Origin uncertain |