The Psalms of Shambee
I’m still here praising you.
My nights have been long; my days have been few,
I’m still here praising you.
I’m not singing a sad song, because I know you’ll come through,
I’m still here praising you.
I’m not afraid of what tomorrow may bring,
I love to laugh and I love to sing.
All of my choices
And all of my mistakes,
When I was to early or showed up late.
I’m still here praising you.
I refused to quit; I refuse to go quiet in the night,
No matter how weak I am, no matter how long the fight,
I’m still here praising you.
Can I get a witness? Is Jesus worth the praise?
Have you ever tried him? Has God ever made a way?
He has for me and it’s easy to see,
I’m still here praising you.
I praise Jesus for he is worthy all day, when I am on the right path or when choose to stray,
My situation, never matters much to me, tears can fill my eyes,
Hope can fade away, but I can say with no hesitation,
I’m still here praising you.
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