Oh, For a Heart to Praise My God
Oh, for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,
With conscience sprinkled by the blood
So freely shed for me.
A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Which neither death nor life can part
From Him that dwells within.
Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart,
Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of Love.
Lyrics: Charles Wesley (1707-1788)
Music: Isaac Smith (circa 1734-1805)
Photo: Bob McCoy