Wings Of Praise


The greatest music ever sung
Is a melody of praise
Sung to our heavenly Father
As our hands to Him we raise
The words that pass from our lips
In worship to Him they go
In praise and adoration
To the one who saved our soul

The words are meant to thank Him
Praise Him for all He's done
Praise Him for one day soon
His precious Son will come
Praise Him because He always
Meets our every need
Praise Him because for others
We too can intercede

When we lift our hands to Heaven
And praise our God above
He fills our hearts with music
He fills our lives with love
His presence does enfold us
We feel Him very near
He fills us with such hope
And takes away all fear

Try praising God in Heaven
When you are feeling low
His Spirit will come and fill you
And set your heart aglow
He'll lead you to heights above
As your hands to Him you raise
For God's Holy Spirit moves
Upon the wings of praise


© 1996, Rebecca Guy


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