The gold of the sunrise chases the dark
The gift of new mercies awakens my heart
The bird of the morning is singing her song
Little feet patter the hardwood like drums
Boys making noise at the top of their lungs
Beautiful chaos shatters the calm
But oh thank God for this country psalm
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
I've got breath in this body
And hope in these scars
If I counted my blessings they'd rival the stars
I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more
Praise the Lord
Good food on our table
Good wine in our glass
Swing tires, bonfires and babies on laps
Grandparents dance with the fireflies turned on
Oh thank God for this country psalm
But oh thank God for this country psalm
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
I've got breath in this body
And hope in these scars
If I counted my blessings they'd rival the stars
I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more
Praise the Lord
Between the letting go
Desperately holding on
Help me remember You're where my heart is
A moment of clarity, creation's symphony
What could I do but respond
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord
I've got so much to be grateful for
I've got breath in this body
And hope in these scars
If I counted my blessings they'd rival the stars
I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more
Praise the Lord
Moon's on the rise and river she's on the run
All I can say is "Lord Thy will be done"
I pull her in close as we pray for the dawn
God bless this mess and this country psalm
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