What gift have I to offer, But songs of endless praise? To You, my Lord and Maker, The Ancient One of Days.
You breathed Your life within my soul, My refuge through each storm; Your mercy clothed my weary heart, Your love kept me secure and warm.
When trials gathered like the night, Your light became my dawn; When betrayal bruised my faithful heart, Your strength carried me on.
The arrows of the wicked flew, Their plots were fierce and long; Yet every snare they laid for me You turned into a song.
You gave me hope when dreams grew faint, You raised me when I fell; You crowned my days with peace and grace, And all has ended well.
Today I lift a grateful voice, To heaven’s glorious King; For every breath, for every step, Your endless praise I sing.
Happy birthday unto me, A vessel shaped by grace; The apple of my Father’s eye, Preserved in His embrace.
My future shines by Heaven’s hand, No darkness shall prevail; For God who wrote my destiny Will never, ever fail.
To Him be glory evermore, To Him my heart shall raise A lifetime filled with gratitude, A symphony of praise.
You can get every of our news as soon as they drop on WhatsApp ...To get all news updates, Join our WhatsApp Group (Click Here)
