Gratitude
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, hallelu–jah
I've got one response, I've got just one move
With my arms stretched wide I still worship You
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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
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 Lo–rd
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
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So I throw up my hands
And praise You again and a[Vm]gain
'Cause all that I have is a
Hallelujah, [IVm]hallelujah
And I know it's not much
But I've nothing else fit for a [Vm]King
Except for a heart singing
Hallelujah, [IVm]hallelujah