High Praise

Lord I give you,

HIGH PRAISE!

Rejoice!

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

I raise my hands and clap and wave

Lord, I give you, High Praise

I set my feet to dancing, joyfully, and free

Lord, hear my High Praise, as I dance before thee…

Exuberant and animated, set my soul on fire, so that I will be…

Totally surrendered and free to worship thee…

You are high and lifted up and your train fills the temple…

No greater Praise can I give to thee…

Songs of deliverance, no more bound or chained…

Liberated, High Praise to God, my banner of Victory…

Shouts of adoration from ten-thousands in your congregation

Ground quakes…Earth shakes…

At the sound of our High Praise

Rejoicing, halal… halal… halal!

You are exalted Oh Holy, Holy, Holy God…

You who created all things

You who restored humankind, our High Praise we bring…

When we open our mouths in the songs we sing…

There will be High Praise to the King of kings…

Rejoicing halal… halal… halal!

All that is within me, in Spirit and in Truth

I shout High Praise, for I will not be moved…

High Praise for you have proved

All I need is to worship you…

Rejoicing, singing, halal… halal… halal!

~Marla Shaw O’Neill October 18, 2018

Ezra 3:10-13 New Living Translation (NLT) When the builders completed the foundation of the Lord’s Temple, the priests put on their robes and took their places to blow their trumpets. And the Levites, descendants of Asaph, clashed their cymbals to praise the Lord, just as King David had prescribed. With praise and thanks, they sang this song to the Lord: “He is so good! His faithful love for Israel endures forever!”

Then all the people gave a great shout, praising the Lord because the foundation of the Lord’s Temple had been laid.

But many of the older priests, Levites, and other leaders who had seen the first Temple wept aloud when they saw the new Temple’s foundation. The others, however, were shouting for joy. The joyful shouting and weeping mingled together in a loud noise that could be heard far in the distance.

Isaiah 6:1-2 New King James Version (NKJV) Isaiah Called to Be a Prophet

In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple.