Praise the Lord

When I am down in Egypt's land,
*Chorus.* I want to wear the crown;
I hear about the promised land,
*Chorus.* I want to wear the crown.
O my heart says praise the Lord,
My heart says praise the Lord,
My heart says praise the Lord,
I want to wear the crown.

'Twas in the morning when I rose.
I want, etc.
His love came pouring in my soul,
I want, etc.

Twas just about the break of day,
I want, etc.
When Jesus washed my sins away,
I want, etc.

Little I thought he was so nigh,
I want, etc.
He spake, and sure I could not sigh,
I want, etc.

I know the time, I know the day,
I want, etc.
When Jesus washed my sins away,
I want, etc.

If ever I reach the other shore,
I want, etc.
I'll sing and shout forever more,
I want, etc.

And O the crown that we shall wear,
I want, etc.