We are an obstinate people wanting our own way
Willing to do what it takes
We see fit to fashion; a life of selfish ambition
Contend to follow the well-worn path
Of my fellow pilgrims lost along the way
Until we come to our senses
Until the scales fall from our eyes
Until our hearts feel more than just pounding
Our ears will keep hearing the sound when
Today as I live, even tomorrow when I'm gone
I opened my mouth, I let phrase pour out
I lifted my voice above the crowd
From forgiving lips came songs of endless praise
Loud and clear they reign
I just have to praise Him
I just have to praise Him
I just have to praise Him
I just have to praise Him