Gratitude
All my words fall short
I've got nothing new
How could I express
All my gratitude
I could sing these songs
As I often do
But every song must end
And You never do
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
And I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
I've got one response
I've got just one move
With my arms stretched wide
I will worship You
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
And I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
All that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
I've got nothing new
How could I express
All my gratitude
I could sing these songs
As I often do
But every song must end
And You never do
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
And I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
I've got one response
I've got just one move
With my arms stretched wide
I will worship You
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
'Cause all that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
And I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
Come on my soul don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
You've got a lion inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord
So I throw up my hands and praise You again and again
All that I have is a hallelujah hallelujah
I know it's not much but I've nothing else fit for a King
Except for a heart singing hallelujah hallelujah
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin William Hastings, Dante Bowe, Michael Brandon Lake
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