Praise Him More

I long to praise Him
When His glory reigns down
I long to praise Him more
When in silence I am bound.

I long to praise Him
When on my knees in prayer
I long to praise Him more
When words are thread bare.

I long to praise Him
When doubt and fear comes
I long to praise Him more
When pain and suffering numbs.

I long to praise Him
When He promises in His Word
I long to praise Him more
When I wonder if He heard.

I long to praise Him
When He shines His light
I long to praise Him more
When tears fall in the night.

I long to praise Him
When His love prevailed
I long to praise Him more
When my weary heart failed.

I long to praise Him
When He declares the battle won
I long to praise Him more
When reminded, "It is done."

I long to praise Him
Oh I long to praise Him more
Trusting none but my Father God
That's what my praise is for.

Psalm 150:6 Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.

Book by Kathleen Higham

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