Praise The Lord

When you're up against a struggle
That's shattered all your dreams
And your hopes been cruely crushed
By Satan's manifested schemes
And you feel the urge within you
To submit to earthyly fears
Don't let the faith your standing in
Seem to disappear

Praise the Lord, he will work for those who praise him
Praise the Lord, for our God inhabits praise
Praise the Lord, and those chains that seem to bind you
Serve only to remind you
As they fall powerless behind you
When you praise him
Satan is a liar, and he wants to make us think
That we are paupers, when we know ourselves
We're children of the king
So lift up the mighty shield of faith
For the battle must be won
Remember Jesus Christ has risen
So the works already done