The Psalmist said to sing to God a new and different song,
One filled with praise and thankfulness to Him, whom we belong.
My song is small Iand humble, with words all sung before,
But these are mine that I cannot keep hidden anymore.

I praise Your Name, my Father, for knowing who I am;
For calling me to seek and find the love of Christ, the Lamb;
For giving me a second chance time and time again,
Forgetting what I've done before...the way that I have been.

I see your Right Hand working in my life from day to day,
Keeping me from falling and making smooth my way.
But even when I'm fearful and doubt that you could care,
You find a way to let me know Your love is always there.

I praise You for the times when just the mention of Your Name
Has lifted me from darkness, depression, guilt, or shame.
And when I get so lost in life I don't know what to do,
I know I can but look to You and You will get me through.

You give me all I need to live here, in this hostile place;
The strength and courage to survive, all wrapped up in Your grace.
And then, as if that weren't enough, You placed in me a hope
That You really have a plan for me beyond my human scope.

I praise You for the bounty you have placed within my hand,
To bring about fulfillment of Your will...so greatly planned.
I only pray I've learned enough to use it as You will,
Not reverting to my selfishness...relying on my skill.

You're more than I could ever want, even more than I desire;
You answer every prayer with so much more than I require.
I praise You for the things You've done that I can't even comprehend,
But most, for being ALL to me...my closest, dearest Friend.