The Martins
Every Song of Praise
Ancient psalms once heard in the temple
Sweet old hymns from days gone by
Blend and swell again in His honor
And as one they testify
And the song we lift today
Will ever be, will ever be
One more line in this eternal melody
Every song of praise we sing
Lifted high in heaven's honor
Longs to fall upon the Father's ear
Though on earth the echoes ring
And then seem to disappear
Every song of praise
Lives on where God can hear
Let us raise a sweet hallelujah
Let each realm take up the sound
Let it move through all of creation
To the throne where He is crowned
And if there are worlds uncharted
Let them sing, oh, let them sing
To the Lord who dwells within
The praise we bring
Every song of praise we sing
Lifted high in heaven's honor
Longs to fall upon the Father's ear
Though on earth the echoes ring
And then seem to disappear
Every song of praise lives on
Every song of praise lives on
Every song of praise lives on
Where God can hear