Praises

When the morning comes and I arise,
With joy I sing "How blessed am I."

I awake with praises from my soul
Shouts to the Heavens so easy they roll.

Let Him hear my worship, let him see my heart
for my trust in Him will not depart.

Let my faith burst forth, no doubt to be seen
when I proclaim, "Jesus is Lord, my God and my King."
~cl 2005~


Today's Music: Sweet Hour of Prayer