Category Archives: Praise & Worship

Worthy is the Lamb

Almighty, most holy

Majestic He reigns

Eternal Creator

He’s always the same

My refuge, my fortress

In Him I am safe

My comfort, my Savior

I lift up my praise

 

Worthy are you, Worthy are you

Lamb upon the throne

Worthy are you, worthy are you

You called me as your own

I’ll lift my voice and sing praise all my days

Worthy is the Lamb

 

My healer, deliverer

Hope for the lost

Provider, supplier

You always love us

Peacemaker, Joy giver

Fills my heart each day

My guide and my comforter

Shows me the way

 

Worthy are you, Worthy are you

Lamb upon the throne

Worthy are you, worthy are you

You called me as your own

I’ll lift my voice and sing praise all my days

Worthy is the Lamb

 

Wonderful Counselor

God only wise

Father forever

You transform our lives

Magnificent splendor

The ancient if days

My rock, my defender

You’re with me always

 

My voice will arise from the depths of my heart

And lift up your praises to heaven

In word and in song I will worship your name

For you are my Savior forever

 

Worthy are you, Worthy are you

Lamb upon the throne

Worthy are you, worthy are you

You called me as your own

I’ll lift my voice and sing praise all my days

Worthy is the Lamb

Nature’s Praise

As I wake up in the morning

And the sun is breaking through

I sit in awesome wonder

At the good things that you do

 

You fill the air with sunshine

You bring the evening rain

You light the stars at night

And then you bring the sun again

 

You start the birds a chirping

In the early morning light

And as sunset rolls along

You give them sleep into the night

 

The animals all trust you

To provide their daily care

They go about their daily tasks

And know you’re always there

 

The trees uplift their branches

In praises unto you

They know their source of life

And they give praise where it’s due

 

All of His creation

Is a song of simple praise

I think I’ll try to be the same

When I proclaim His name

 

No more murmuring or whining

No more wishing there was more

No more wondering if He hears me

No more doubting His dear word

No more thinking it is my time

No more sulking in my woes

No more worries in my trials

No more angry at my foes

 

If nature can just praise Him

For the good things that He gives

Why should I be any different

In the praise that I uplift