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It's not often I feel like lifting my hands in worship
It's not often I feel like singing a song of joy
But I'm often reminded of His ways, how His so faithful
So I'll offer Him this sacrifice of praise
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
It's not often enough my heart and spirit are broken
It's not often enough that he finds me on my knees
But so often He comes in His cleansing love and forgives me
So I'll offer Him this sacrifice of praise
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
It's not often enough I've seen through what He's given
It's not often enough I'm seeking in His Word
But so often I stand amazed that I'm one He's chosen
So I'll offer Him this sacrifice of praise
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb
All that is in me all that I am
There's nothing I with hold from Him
All that is in me all that I am
Well glorify that Lamb