The Imperials – Even the Praise Comes from You
Genre Pop

LYRIC
Even the Praise Comes from You

Where do I begin to find
A way to praise Your name
When the feeling feels so special
But the words all sound the same
I'll just get down on my knees, Lord
It's the only thing to do
I can't even start to praise Your name
Without a touch from You

Even the praise comes from You
Every prayer that I raise comes from You
Fill my mouth with words of worship
And I'll give them back to You
'Cause, Lord, they're not my own
They come from You alone
Even the praise, every feeling and phrase
Even the praise comеs from You

The sound of praise that blooms in me
Is onе You planted there
You gave me the music
To tell You how I care
My life is just the branch, Lord
But Your life is the Vine
The melody that flows in me
Was never really mine

Even the praise comes from You
Every prayer that I raise comes from You
Fill my mouth with words of worship
And I'll give them back to You
'Cause, Lord, they're not my own
They come from You alone
Even the praise, every feeling and phrase
Even the praise comes from You

Oh, even the praise comes from You
Every prayer that I raise comes from You
Fill my mouth with words of worship
And I'll give them back to You
'Cause, Lord, they're not my own
They come from You alone
Even the praise, every feeling and phrase
Even the praise comes from You
Lord, from You

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