Praise His Precious Name

O' Praise Your name for all the ways
Which we unworthy feel.
To bring us to the Cross again
And bow before the hill.

Mount Calvary, our only hope,
On which our Saviour died;
And shed His blood, redeeming us,
As from that hill He cried.

Forgive them Father for all the things,
Of which they know not, do.
Into Your hands. my worthy Spirit
Commend I unto You.

Gethsemane prepared the way
And to the full He drank;
The Wrath of God poured out on Him--
Raised from the pit we sank.

His resurrection now secured;
His finished work declare,
And we by grace, through faith alone,
Will in His glory share.

Forever and forever,
We will praise His precious name.
Jesus Christ, yesterday, today,
And forever--the same.

Michael E. Wood 08/16/2009 9:38 am