Psalm 147:7-8

Songs of praise and adulation
Hymns of faith and joy
Lift them up unto the Lord
Make a joyful noise

Sing to the Lord each day, each hour
That which you believe
All the goodness of the earth
Is what you shall receive

I sing your Praise when I am lost
In the darkest place
I lift my voice; I praise Your name,
I receive Your grace

Oh Blessed Father, hear my song
I lift my voice on high.
Each step I take I take in faith
Because You’re ever nigh.

Psalm 147:7-8 

 ⁷ Sing to the LORD with grateful praise;
   make music to our God on the harp.

 ⁸ He covers the sky with clouds;
   he supplies the earth with rain
   and makes grass grow on the hills.