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

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