When all I have is a hallelujah,
Lord, it’s Your strength that keeps me standing.
My bones are weak, unable to hold me up,
But You give me the power to fight one more day.
Why, Lord, is this battle never-ending?
Just when I conquer one enemy within,
Another, unseen, rises from the shadows.
Yet, in the face of this constant war,
All I have left is my praise.
I wake up praising You,
I fall asleep with praise on my lips.
Even as tears fall from the pain in my heart,
And sorrow threatens to overwhelm,
I lift my voice because praise is all I have to offer in this season.
In my heart, Your peace resides,
Your joy fills me, Your victories sustain me.
Yet my soul cries out, Lord.
In obedience, in trust, I surrender all to You.
When all I have is praise,
I know I will live to tell of Your glory another day.
Take the praise from my lips,
Store my tears until we meet face to face.
I praise You, Lord, now and forever!
Psalm 56:8-9 (NLT):
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
My enemies will retreat when I call to you for help.
This I know: God is on my side!