Shout Of Praise

Sometimes I forget just who you are and what you have done
The powerful mighty King, you're my precious friend, the Holy One
And even if I don't give you my praise, creation will tell of your wonderful ways
So help me to spend the rest of my days
Giving praise and glory to you

The sun and moon and the shining stars will dance before their King
The plants and trees will clap their hands and the rocks and stones will sing
The people on the earth will say that you made everything
And we will lift you up with a shout of praise, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
And we will lift you up with a shout of praise