Born to Blaze His Praise
Born to blaze His praise.
Born to proclaim His Name.
Born to give glory to the King of Glory.
Born to adorn and adore the High and Holy.
Created to give pleasure to Him.
Created to be His treasured possession.
Created to be His Voice, Hands and Feet on earth.
Created to be His worthy ambassador.
Born to give Him honour.
Born to be a house on a hill.
Born to be a light house to the world.
Born to live a life of significance.
Born with a vision
To fulfil the Great commission.
Born for such a time as this
sold out!, totally His.
I will bless the Lord at all times;
His praise shall continually be in my mouth
O Lord, I Love You
O Lord, I love You.
You are my Salvation, my Redemption
my Righteousness, my Fortress
My Shelter, my Shield, my Strength, my Shepherd, my Stronghold, my impenetrable Bulwark, my Hiding Place, my Security, my Peace,
my Assurance, my Source.
You are the light of my life, life of my life.
You are my shelter, shield,
Stronghold and more than gold.
In You I live move and have my very being. You mean more than the world to me. You are greater than the greatest, higher than the highest, bigger than the biggest.
You beautiful beyond description, too marvellous for words. You are in comparable.
Yours, O Lord is the glory and honour, majesty and dominion.
Yours is the power, sovereignty and excellence.
The earth in all its fullness belongs to You.
You measure the earth with the span of your hands. You hold its waters in the hollow of your hand. You rule from sea to sea. All the inhabitants are like grasshoppers. You set up kingdoms and You pull them down.
The mountains skip like rams before You.
You hush raging seas with a whisper.
You declare the end from the beginning.
My Lips Shall Praise You
My lips shall praise You all my days
As all the heavens and earth adore You
Your wisdom is beyond compare
(Ps34:1, Ps103:1-2, Ps145:10)
My God is the Unchanging Changer
Age to age He is still the same
Yours, O Lord, is the glory and power and sovereignty (Heb13:8,1Chro29:11-13)
Mercy and grace and goodness flow from You
All beauty and splendour is Yours
You are worthy, O Lord
I Cannot Withhold My Tongue
He is so very generous;
So faithful, magnanimous;
Ever-present, never changing.
He is so reliable
Unfathomable, and invisible.
He is immortal, eternal
Without blemish, phenomenal.
His beauty is so beyond compare.
His words so soothing, Medicinal
His aura and fragrance just rare
His wisdom, unsearchable, supernatural.
He holds all things together
With His glue, His bond of love.
The same, no matter the weather.
His love is so unfailing; it’s from above.
How shall my tongue withhold His praise?
Why will I not wake up early and adore?
Who or what will stop my hands raised?
Nothing will stop my prostration on the floor.
Psalms 150: Let All Things Praise the LORD
1 Praise the LORD! Praise God in His sanctuary; Praise Him in His mighty firmament!
2 Praise Him for His mighty acts; Praise Him according to His excellent greatness!
3 Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet; Praise Him with the lute and harp!
4 Praise Him with the timbrel and dance; Praise Him with stringed instruments and flutes!
5 Praise Him with loud cymbals; Praise Him with clashing cymbals!
6 Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD!