COUNTRY PSALM

The gold of the sunrise is chasing the dark Gift of new mercies awakens my heart The bird of the morning is singing her song Oh, thank God for this country psalm Little feet patter the hardwoods like drums My boys making noise at the top of their lungs Beautiful chaos shatters the calm But oh, thank God for this country psalm Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for I've got breath in this body and hope in these scars If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more Praise the Lord Good food our on table, good wine in our glass Swing tires and bonfires and babies on laps Grandparents dance when the fireflies turn on Oh, thank God for this country psalm Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for I've got breath in this body and hope in these scars If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more Praise the Lord Between the letting go and desperately holding on Help me remember that You're where my heart belongs A moment of clarity, Creation's symphony What can I do but respond? Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for Praise the Lord Praise the Lord I've got so much to be grateful for I've got breath in this body and hope in my scars If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars And I'll praise You forevermore, even if I never get one more Praise the Lord The moon's on the rise and the river, she runs All I can say is, "Lord, thy will be done" I pull her in close as we pray for the dawn God bless this mess and this country psalm