I Will Praise Him - The Isaacs

I saw the cleansing fountain

Open wide for all my sin

I obeyed the spirits wooing

When he said «Wilt thou be clean»

I will praise Him

I will praise Him

Praise the land for sinner’s 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!

I will Praise Him

I will Praise Him

Praise the land for sinner’s slain

Give Him Glory all ye people

for His blood can wash away each stain

O, Glory, Glory to His Name…