Praising God - hands lifted high.

When To God I Offered Praise

          Today, my heavy load of cares
          Came pressing down on me
          I felt somewhat like Peter
          Almost drowning in the sea

          I knew in time God would answer
          But I was anxious none the less
          The doubts began to ask me
          "You sure that God knows best?"

          Well, the flesh took right on over
          Said, "Perhaps you shouldn't wait"
          "For God to provide the answer"
          "After all, suppose He's late?"

          But I remembered all the times, I've failed Him
          And I fell down on my knees
          I put my eyes on God above
          And I took them off of me

          I went boldly to the throne room
          Felt so good, I was amazed
          All the cares were lifted from me
          When to God I offered praise

          Well, the strangest thing then happened
          I saw beauty everywhere
          The sun shone even brighter
          And I didn't have a care

          I sensed God's Holy Presence
          Thought I heard the angels sing
          I fell down at the Savior's feet
          And I praised The King of Kings

          I went boldly to the throne room
          Felt so good, I was amazed
          All the cares were lifted from me
          When to God, I offered praise

~ Cheryl A. Mariano ~
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[ by: Cheryl A. Mariano, Copyright © 2010 ( cherylmariano@gmail.com ) -- submitted by: Cheryl A. Mariano ]

       

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