So undeserving, yet we worship
You know those days? Yeah... those days. The ones we don't like to talk about as good Christians, because (gasp) we don't feel worthy... or we screwed up... or we feel like we'll never conquer that sin that we are so stuck in. Or where that sin that you so thought that you had finally gotten rid of... it comes back with a vengeance and suddenly you find yourself craving coping behaviors you thought you had gotten rid of long ago.
Those days...
Those are the days that we worship.
Even when my eyes can't see it
I will sing til I believe it
Even louder, even louder
Friends, you don't have to get it. You don't have to even believe it right now. We praise Him and sing to Him and respond to Him - in the midst of the storm. I will sing til I believe it. Even when you feel like a hypocrite. Even when you don't want to. Even when you are so down you have no idea where the praise will come from. Sing it. Sing it LOUD.
The bigger depression hits, the louder my praise gets
The bigger depression hits, the louder my praise gets.
Those days. You know the ones. You have them. I have them. Those are the days where our praise needs to get loud. Proclaim it til you believe it.
And do it LOUD.
So undeserving, yet we worship
Give Him all the praise, just humble servants
'Til sweat and tears, 'til no more fears
Singin' the glory of the Gospel out to every ear
You covered me with grace
And a love so unconditional has got me on my face everyday, God
Goes the praise of the saints, yeah
Goes my praise everyday, uh
Even if the drum stops beating
My soul will keep on singing
Even louder, even louder
Even when my eyes can't see it
I will sing 'til I believe it
Even louder, even louder
My God is stronger than any sin that I hold
More precious than any silver and gold
Told myself that my sin made me unworthy
But truth is, I'll never be perfect
But Christ took the burden
Me, I give my all despite my downfalls
Where many see me fail, only You see me prevail
The bigger depression hits, the louder my praise gets
The bigger depression hits, the louder my praise gets, come on
Even if the drum stops beating
My soul will keep on singing
Even louder, even louder
Even when my eyes can't see it
I will sing 'til I believe it
Even louder, even louder
When I lift my voice
Heaven comes to earth
When I sing this song
I feel You respond
When I lift my voice
Heaven comes to earth
When I sing this song
I feel You respond
Even if the drum stops beating
My soul will keep on singing
Even louder, even louder
Even when my eyes can't see it
I will sing 'til I believe it
Even louder, even louder
Even if the drum stops beating
My soul will keep on singing
Even louder, even louder
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