WHY I PRAISE
BY EDWARD TAYLOR III
My Spirit rests, as I’m relieved from my press,
The seeded clouds begin to drip their abundance of blessing
An up draft circulates filling each drop of promise with faith,
The shower of grace comforts my face; I’m brought low lying abased before my King.
A joining of corporate worship uplifts my soul into an overwhelming state of adoration for my LORD,
Is the reason,