I Will Ever Praise Your Name
Though the fig tree does
not bud, and though there
are no grapes on the vines,
Though the olive crops fail,
and the fields yield no food,
Though there are no sheep
in the pen, and no cattle in
the stalls, Even so, I will
rejoice in the LORD, I will
be joyful in the God of my
salvation. Hab. 3:17-18
Whatever happens in my life,
I'll love You, just the same;
In good times, or in bad times, Lord,
I'll ever praise Your name.
I know You'll always be beside me,
Because You said You will;
And even if I feel alone,
I know You're with me still.
When I am on the mountain top,
I know You're rejoicing, too;
And when I'm down in the valley,
I know You'll see me through.
There, within Your Holy Word,
I find You, when I seek;
Your promises are right there for me,
If I but listen, when You speak.
I know that I can trust Your word,
Every minute, every day;
You've proved to me, so many times
That You'll do just what You say.
I've experienced Your mercy,
When You forgave my sin and shame;
So whatever else may come along,
I'll ever praise Your name!
© 2004 by Kathryn Brandon; all rights reserved.
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