Gratitude - New City Church

All my words fall short, I got nothing new
How could I express all my gratitude

I could sing these songs, as I often do
But every song must end and You never do

So I throw up my hands
And praise You again and again
‘Cause all that I have is a hallelujah, hallelujah
And I know it’s not much but I’ve nothing else
fit for a King – except for a heart singing
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I could sing these songs, as I often do
But every song must end and You never do

So come on my soul, oh don’t you get shy on me
Lift up your song, ’cause you’ve got a lion
Inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord

Come on my soul, oh don’t you get shy on me
Lift up your song, ’cause you’ve got a lion
Inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord

So I throw up my hands
And praise You again and again
‘Cause all that I have is a hallelujah, hallelujah
And I know it’s not much
But I’ve nothing else fit for a king
Except for a heart singing
hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah