from the heart

From the heart whose cup o'erfloweth,

from the crowned life,

from the souls made more than

conquerors

in the midst of strife,

rises one glad ‘Hallelujah’

to the King of love,

as a fragrance sweet ascending

to His throne above.




Praise to Thee who hast redeemed us,

O all-glorious King!

Now and through the endless ages

shall Thy praises ring,

shall Thy praises ring,

shall Thy praises ring.

Now and through the endless ages

shall Thy praises ring.




Praise for all the full deliverance

of Thy wondrous Cross,

where to death our life we yielded,

that most blessed loss.

Praise for that deep, boundless ocean

of the life in Thee,

and the anointing of Thy Spirit

which hath set us free.




Praise for all Thy grace untasted

lying yet before,

and the things past understanding

Thou hast kept in store.

Praise for life within the Holiest

even now begun,

for the radiance pure and holy

of the unsetting Sun.




But past all the bliss Thou sheddest

on the yielded heart,

we would praise Thee and adore Thee,

Lord, for what Thou art.

Evermore in lowly worship

bending at Thy feet,

till within the gates of glory

face to face we meet