A Hymn of Thanks and Praise
All praise to God my Father,
from Whom all blessings come.
He fills me with His spirit,
the vict’ry has been won.
Though I’ve been but a sinner;
aloof, adrift, unsure.
He gave His only Son for me,
to make me whole and pure.
All thanks to Jesus Christ my Lord,
the Savior of all men.
He gave his life—his very breath—
to save us to the end.
To die upon a wretched cross,
and in a tomb be laid.
He rose above all death and sin,
eternal life to gain.
Could I but ever praise enough,
or shout in victory.
Could every mortal tongue awake,
in one grand symphony.
‘Twere not enough—the boundless love
and grace—were we to speak.
And tell of God’s almighty power
through Jesus Christ, the meek.
