

Praise Only a darkness To surround My small soul No one to comfort To cajole Beaten down Into a hardened ground But When it comes time For my last sound May it be to praise Praise You, Lord Jesus, Praise You


Praise Only a darkness To surround My small soul No one to comfort To cajole Beaten down Into a hardened ground But When it comes time For my last sound May it be to praise Praise You, Lord Jesus, Praise You