i won't stop Praising You!

i won’t stop Praising You!
the enemy would have to break my jaw,
cut out my tongue
i won’t stop Lifting Your Holy Name!
it gives me such Joy!
it may sound phoney
completely crazy!
i won’t stop Praising my Healer
i can’t
ask a waterfall not to gush,
i gush with the same Pride over
My Saviour
i weep with Gratitude
for the Stripes that He took
for every drop of Blood spilled
that day so long ago,
His Blood washes still,
i pour forth,
not nearly the Praise
the Worth,
the Incredible Worth
of My Lamb
whose hands and feet
were pierced with spikes
i will not stop celebrating
His Glory!
His Glory!
His Glory!
to shut my mouth
the ability to speak
would have to be severed,
but still i will Lift my hands
in Praise to My Saviour!

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