Sing praises to His name.
He saved my soul from Hell�s torment,
I�ll never be the same!
I�m waiting for that glorious day,
I�ll see the Savior�s face.
And kneel before the throne of God,
And dwell in that Heavenly place!
I�ll walk those Heavenly streets of gold,
And sing of His great glory.
He sacrificed Himself for me,
Oh! I love to tell the story!
Praise the Lord of Hosts on High,
Sing praises to His name!
The angels sing to God our King,
Our mighty God proclaim!
Poetry By Helen Curtis
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