Lord, with glowing heart I'll praise Thee Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, - Johnny D. Pyles
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 endeavors,
This dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warmed to praise.
Wretched wand'rer 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,
Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, - Johnny D. Pyles
- Johnny D. Pyles