Praise (EW)

Let everything

That has breath

Praise the Lord,

Praise the Lord.

I'll praise in the valley,

Praise on the mountain.

I'll praise when I'm sure,

Praise when I'm doubting.

I'll praise when outnumbered,

Praise when surrounded.

'Cause praise is the water,

My enemies drown in.

As long as I'm breathing,

I've got a reason to:

Praise the Lord

Oh, my soul!

Praise the Lord

Oh, my soul!

I'll praise when I feel it,

And I'll praise when I don't.

I'll praise 'cause I know

You're still in control.

'Cause my praise is a weapon,

It's more than a sound.

Oh, my praise is the shout,

That brings Jericho down.

Praise the Lord,

Oh, my soul!

Praise the Lord

Oh, my soul!

I won't be quiet

My God is alive

So how could I keep it inside?

I'll praise 'cause You're sovereign,

Praise 'cause You reign,

Praise 'cause You rose

and defeated the grave.

I'll praise 'cause You're faithful,

Praise 'cause You're true,

Praise 'cause there's nobody

greater than You.

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