How do you love me? I cannot count it all. My mouth is
filled with a song and I dance for you because you are good.
In the light of your goodness, things that troubled my soul disappear
and I look only on your face and feel your pleasure towards me and my
household. Let all who come here experience your goodness. Let their hearts be
glad and let us sing to the Lord forever – a new song, giving you praise and
glory and honour.
You are good and only you create. The enemy makes mountains
by deception, illusion and shadow but you’ve given us the victory. If I say to
the mountain, “Be moved.” It moves because nothing can stand against the Lord.
I sing to the Lord and make music for him and he lifts me from the pain and the
shame.
Let the people hear your good works; how I love to sing your
word and make praises to you. Joy to the
world; let earth receive her King. He comes in majesty, riding on the air
because he has the prince of the air his footstool.
Hallelujah! Sing to the Lord.
Hallelujah! Give a shout to the King.
Hallelujah! Dance for the Christ, the anointed One.
No comments:
Post a Comment