When the morning falls
On the farthest hill
I will sing His name
I will praise Him still

When dark trials come
And my heart is filled
With the weight of doubt
I will praise Him still

For the Lord our God
He is strong to save
From the arms of death
From the deepest grave

And He gave us life
In His perfect will
And by His good grace
I will praise Him still

When the morning falls
On the farthest hill
I will sing His name
I will praise Him still

When dark trials come
And my heart is filled
With the weight of doubt
I will praise Him still
For the Lord our God
He is strong to save
From the arms of death
From the deepest grave

For the Lord our God
He is strong to save
From the arms of death
From the deepest grave

And He gave us life
In His perfect will
And by His good grace
I will praise Him still

When the morning falls
On the farthest hill
I will sing His name
I will praise Him still