Lyrics
He leads me out and calls my name
My joy to do what He say
When I'm lost my shepherd sings tells me where to go
Praise
Might be the only way that I'm getting free
Praise
Singing when you got nothing left to say
Praise
Takes confusion puts it on the enemy
When The wicked come to drag me down
I just release that sound
You dress me in joy
I Put on praise and you hide me in your wings
Praise
Might be the only way that I'm getting free
Praise
Singing when you got nothing left to say
Praise
Takes confusion puts it on the enemy
Sing for joy you barren ones
The song of thanks makes the miracle come
So I praise that holy name and give glory to the Son!
WRITERS
Christopher Burns
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