I Will Praise Him

When I saw the cleansing fountain Open wide for all my sin, I obeyed the Spirit's wooing, When He said, Wilt thou be clean?

I will praise Him! I will praise Him! Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory, all ye people, For His blood has washed 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!

Blessed be the name of Jesus! I'm so glad He took me in; He's forgiven my transgressions, He has cleansed my heart from sin.