Singing with my guitar
By Martin Calibjo
In shiny day or rainy morning,
Praising my Lord is what I’m doing.
In his unfailing love, that I feel so dear.
In his faithfulness I want to declare.
Throughout the day, sunshine in my soul
Whatever lies ahead I know that you’re in
control.
Making my heart a rings of melody
saving
my soul makes a symphony.
Singing with my guitar,
praising
you is my desire.
Tuning its string to harmonize,
To thank by singing, cause you agonized.
I sing because you were slain
Exalting your name I want to attain
Singing to you is my humble offering,
adoring you by thanksgiving.
You are my king, the Lord of my life
Your glory is cried of my life.
May each string I strike, will glorify
Through songs I sing with my guitar.
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