Praise the Lord

When you're up against a struggle,

That shatters all your dreams

And your hopes

have been cruelly crushed

By Satan's manifested schemes

And when you feel the urge within you

To submit to earthly fear

And the faith that you've been standing in

Just seem to disappear.

Praise the Lord

He can work through those

who praise Him

Praise the Lord

For our God inhabits praise,

Praise the Lord

For the chains that seem to bind you,

Serve only to remind you,

That they'll drop powerless behind you,

When you praise Him.

Now, Satan is a liar and he wants

To make us think

That we are paupers,

when he knows himself

We're children of the King

So lift up the mighty shield of faith

For the battle must be won,

We know that Jesus Christ has risen

And the work's already done.

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