I throw my arms wide in worship.
Arms open in surrender.
A garment of praise in exchange for heaviness.
Clothed in righteousness before you, I stand.
For your glory my lips shall sing.
My incense rises.
An offering given to my King.
Let my song tell of your wonderful deeds.
Prevent pride from hindering my praise.
For all that you have done.
Still, I’ll praise the name of Jesus.
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