Exhortation

The longer I praise Him
The better I feel
I’m boutta move over here
Is there anybody here
That can say, «I have a praise on the inside of me»
And because the praise is on the inside of me
I feel like David, I will bless the Lord
At all times
And His praises shall
I said, His praises shall
His praises shall
His praises shall
His praises shall
Continually
Continually
Continually
Be in my mouth
Lift up your hands, O ye gates
And be lifted up
The everlasting doors
And the King of glory
And the King of glory, and the King of glory
Shall come in
Who is this King of glory?
Who is this King of glory?
The Lord God, strong and mighty
Tell someone He is
He is my King of glory