Lofty words
Highest repetition
Praises great and grand
Are not what He demands

Open hands
Are more than just a gesture
I bring all of me
And He brings all of Him

Sweet communion I hardly know
Where He stops and I begin
Sweet freedom
There's no price too high
It's been worth it all to know
I'm clean within

I will praise Him
Knowing that my praise
Will cost me everything
I will praise Him
Praise Him with a joy
That comes from knowing
That I have held back nothing
And He is Lord, He is Lord!
Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise, O praise the Lord!
Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise Him! Praise Him!

I will praise Him
Knowing that my praise
Will cost me everything
I will praise Him
Praise Him with a joy
That comes from knowing
That I have held back nothing
And He is Lord, He is Lord!
He is Lord!

Amen! Amen!
Amen!