I will rise up and praise His name
For He is Lord on highAnd I am but a child of grace
Whom He gave wings to fly.
My wings will lift me to the sky
And closer to his face,
That I might praise Him for His love
And thank Him for His Grace!
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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