Praise his name, forevermore

 Forevermore

From the stirring of the first light to the closing of the day,

From the fragile,fleeting present to the ages far away,

Let there be one constant,one truth our hearts adore:

We will praise His name forevermore.

From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised. (Psalm 113:3)

When the seasons of the spirit turn from triumph to the trial,

When the well of song seems empty,and the walk another mile,

Even there,a whispered hallelujah from a faith that's learning how—

We will praise His name forevermore.

When the voice of celebration lifts in chorus loud and strong,

When the rescued soul discovers its emancipating song,

With a joy that shakes the rafters,from the ceiling to the floor—

We will praise His name forevermore.

For His name is everlasting, when our earthly names grow dim.

His faithfulness the anthem that no silence can ever hymn.

When the stars themselves are silent,and the oceans cease to roar,

We will praise His name forevermore.

So let this life be just the prelude, the first note of the score,

In an endless,growing symphony on an everlasting shore.

With the angels and the elders,with the loved ones gone before,

We will praise His name forevermore.

Praise His name.

Now.

And forevermore.

Amen.