My Praise

Lord I wish I could praise You with adequate words		But You leave me speechless
And I so long to sing You the song You deserve		But It would be endless
I long to move Your heart	I bring You something new
I tell how great You are	'Till my praise to You...

Is like an ocean breeze blowing on Your face, Like a summer sun with it's warm embrace
Like a gentle rain plays a symphony	   That's what I want my praise to be
Like a fragrant rose in the early spring Like an eagle soars when it spreads it's wings
Whatever Lord You may need from me That's what I want my praise to be...   To You

Everything I could give You already possess		Lord I'm so unworthy
I'm just one of the millions to stand and confess	And yet still You hear me
Your heart is open wide	You long for what I bring
I pray somehow You'll find 	This simple offering...

Lord I want my praise to be like the breeze the sun the spring
Lord I want my praise to be like the eagle spreads it’s wings