It is good to praise You, Lord. To make music to Your holy name, Most High. Sing a song of Your love in the mornin'. And Your faithfulness, Your faithfulness at night.
You are Holy. God of the Heavens. Almighty. Lord of Creation. You have power. The universe displays. All things fade away. But You remain. . And Your mercies stretch across my life.
I am sure all of Heaven's heard me cry. As I tell You all the reasons why. This life is just too hard. . But day by day, without fail. I'm finding everything I need.