 And then she walks out of the darkness and shields her eyes even as she longs to see the light.
Ever walk out of a season of life filled with all that God is teaching you and yet still have no words to share what it is you're feeling? That's where I am. This place has laid barren. A place once THE PLACE I'd go to spill my deepest thoughts and worries sat empty and void for so long. I was just...silent. It was like the curser sat blinking indefinitely. Waiting. I don't know that tonight is a rebirth of sorts, but SOMETHING has happened. I've sat at this keyboard before and nothing has happened, but tonight is different. Tonight I feel compelled to share Brandon Lake's lyrics because they so beautifully describe how I feel. I may feel empty and void of anything worthy to offer to the ONE who deserves everything, but I will offer what I can. Even through it all, Satan hasn't won. He hasn't beaten me and most importantly, he hasn't beaten Him. And he never will. All my words fall short I 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 arm 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 So come on, my soul Oh, don't you get shy on me Lift up your song 'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs Get up and praise the Lord Oh come on, my soul Oh, don't you get shy on me Lift up your song 'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs Get up and praise the Lord Come on, my soul Oh, don't you get shy on me Lift up your song 'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs Get up and praise the Lord, hey Praise the Lord Praise the Lord Praise the Lord So I throw up my hands 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 Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Benjamin William Hastings / Michael Brandon Lake / Dante Bowe Gratitude lyrics © Bethel Music Publishing, Shout! Music Publishing Australia, Bethel Worship Publishing, Maverick City Publishing, Maverick City Publishing Worldwide, Brandon Lake Music |
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