Lyrics My Praise (Key-F-Premiere Performance Plus) - Phillips, Craig & Dean

My Praise (Key-F-Premiere Performance Plus)

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
Tell my praise to You
It’s like an ocean breeze
Blowing on your face
Like a summer sun
With its 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 its 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, yeah
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
It’s like an ocean breeze
Blowing on your face
Like a summer sun
With its 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 its wings
Whatever, Lord
You may need from me
That’s what I want
My praise to be to You
Lord, I want my praise to be
Like the breeze summer, spring
Lord, I want my praise to be
Like the eagle spreads its wings
It’s like an ocean breeze
Blowing on your face
Like a summer sun
With its 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 its wings
Whatever, Lord
You may need from me
That’s what I want
My praise to be
It’s like an ocean breeze
Blowing on your face
Just like a summer sun
With its 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 its wings
Whatever, Lord
You may need from me
That’s what I want
My praise to be to You
Lord, I want my praise to be
Like the breeze the summer, spring
Lord, I want my praise to be
Like the eagle spreads its wings