Top Songs By Byron Cage
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Byron Cage
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Byrd
Composer
Lyrics
Oh, how good it is
To be in the presence of the Lord
My soul rejoices
Being in the presence of the King
So refreshing, such a blessing
There's no place I'd rather be than in the presence of the King
Come on, everybody sing it together
Oh, how good (oh, how good it is) yes, it is
(To be in the presence of the Lord)
My soul rejoices (my soul rejoices)
Everybody can rejoice in the Lord (in the presence of the King)
It's so refreshing y'all (it's so refreshing)
And for me, it's such a blessing (it's so refreshing)
There's no place I'd rather be (no place I'd rather be)
Than in the presence of the King, hallelujah
Now, I know y'all gonna like this one
I wanna see y'all sing this all over the world
Let me teach it to you
Makes me wanna sing, makes me wanna shout
Makes me wanna holler
Makes me wanna sing, makes me wanna shout
Makes me wanna holler
Here it is
Throw up my hands
Somebody, put your hands in the atmosphere right here, hallelujah
Throw up my hands
Hallelujah, come on y'all, someone sing it like this, say to me
Me wanna sing
(Makes me wanna sing) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna shout) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna holler)
Anybody feel like hollerin' in here, come on, sing it again
(Makes me wanna sing) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna shout) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna holler) here it is y'all, come on
(Throw up my hands) throw your hands in the atmosphere here today
Throw up my hands
(Throw up my hands) hallelujah, I see you worshipers all over the world
Now sing it again, won't ya?
Makes me wanna sing
(Makes me wanna) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna shout) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna holler)
Sing it again
Makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna sing) makes me wanna
(Make me wanna shout) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna holler)
(Throw up my hands)
Come on, throw your hands up in here, come on, sing it again
Throw up my hands
(Throw up your hands) God, I will bless Your name
Gotta do my best
(Gotta do my best) I wish someone would get up in the aisle, right here
And just break out in a dance
Gotta do my dance (gotta do my dance)
And not only that, let the redeemed of the Lord say so
Gotta lift my voice
(Gotta lift my voice)
Open it up, yeah, open up your mouth and say something to me
Gotta lift my voice (gotta lift my voice)
And not only that, one more thing y'all, come on, come on, say
I gotta clap my hands before I gotta rest
(Gotta clap my hands)
Yes, yes, yes, we bless You Jesus
Gotta clap my hands (gotta clap my hands)
And I pray with my hands up
Gotta give you praise, come on, see this
Makes me wanna sing
(Makes me wanna) makes me wanna
(Makes me wanna shout) now this is my personal time
(Makes me wanna holler)
I love being in Your presence, Jesus
(Makes me wanna sing) giving You the glory
(Makes me wanna shout) giving You the honor, come on
(Makes me wanna holler) Giving You all the words, that's it
Throw up my hands
Come on, throw 'em up in here, all over the world, come on, You're my hand
(Throw up my hands)
Thank you, Jesus, we bless Your name Lord, hallelujah
And you know what y'all?
This is not my first time praisin' Him, right now
I been blessin' God all day long
I didn't wait 'til I got here to give Him the glory
I been blessin' Him and honoring Him
Because He changed the world
Writer(s): Christopher Irving Byrd
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