Text:Thanksgiving
Author:J. W.
Author:C. W.

408. Thanksgiving

1 O what shall I do my Saviour to praise,
So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace;
So strong to deliver, so good to redeem,
The weakest believer that hangs upon him?

2 How happy the man whose heart is set free,
The people that can be joyful in thee!
Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face,
And still they are talking of Jesus’s grace.

3 Their daily delight shall be in thy name;
They shall, as their right, thy righteousness claim.
Thy righteousness wearing, and cleansed by thy blood,
Bold shall they appear in the presence of God.

4 For thou art their boast, their glory, and power;
And I also trust to see the glad hour;
My soul’s new creation, alive from the dead;
The day of salvation that lifts up my head.

5 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thy own;
Thy secret to me shall soon be made known;
For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive,
And share in the gladness of all that believe.

Text Information
First Line: O! what shall I do my Saviour to praise
Title: Thanksgiving
Author: J. W.
Author: C. W.
Meter: 104th
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
Topic: Praise
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