Shout To The Lord de Michael W. Smith

My Jesus, my Savior,
Lord, there is none like You;
All of my days, I want to praise,
The wonders of Your mighty love.

My comfort, my shelter, Tower of refuge and strength;
Let every breath, all that I am
Never cease to worship You.

Shout to the Lord, all the earth
Let us sing power and majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar,
At the sound of your name

I sing for joy at the work of your hands
Forever I'll love you, forever I'll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You