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 can wash away each stain.

Though the way seemed straight and narrow, All I claimed was swept away; My ambitions, plans, and wishes. At my feet in ashes lay.

I will praise Him, I will praise Him, Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory all ye people, For His blood can wash away each stain.

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!

I will praise Him, I will praise Him, Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory all ye people, For His blood can wash away each stain.

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.

I will praise Him, I will praise Him, Praise the Lamb for sinners slain; Give Him glory all ye people, For His blood can wash away each stain.