I am born to praise HIM! β€
Born To Praise
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Like a tree lifting its branches to the sky,
I lift up my hand to the Lord most high.
As the flowers bloom bright with the sun,
And so to will I shine in the love of Godβs son.
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God created all things to reflect His glory,
With a song in my heart I will tell His story.
Whether with cloudless sky or on rainy days,
I know He created me and Iβm born to praise.
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As the sun sets upon the sea it shimmers,
And with in my heart His promises glimmers.
When the sunrises oβer a snowy mountain pass,
It reflects His wondrous mercy that forever lasts.
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In the gentle breezes that blow through the pine,
He come to remind me when if I should whine.
The animals of the woods know He does provide,
And attest to me that fromβ¦
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