I am not just flesh and breath
I am the echo of His voice,
The reflection of His glory,
The image of the Invisible.

I am God's child.
In His image, after His likeness, He created me.

Praises will forever be on my lips.
They are glued with songs and soaked in worship.

To the One who listens, I worship You.
To the One who understands before I even speak—
I give thanks.

I give thanks in all circumstances,
For this is the will of my Father in Christ Jesus for me.

I am not denying the reality of things.
I’m not pretending.
But my reality is that of Christ.

So I will not be anxious about anything
But in every situation,
By prayer and supplication,
With thanksgiving,
I will make my requests known to my Father.

For what my Father cannot do, does notexist.

His words are alive and active in me.
No challenge can bring me down,
For I serve the Great Good Shepherd,
The One whose peace rules my heart.

To Him, I am thankful.

Yes, I may seem crazy.
Maybe even foolish in the eyes of men.

But if that's what it means to walk byfaith and not by sight
Then call me crazy.
Call me foolish.
Because I will praise Him.
I will sing for joy.

To the I AM that I AM,
To the One whose words never return void.

In word or deed,
I give thanks to my Father through Jesus Christ.
If He is for me
Who can stand against me?

He is above all.
His kingdom is not of this earth.
His dominion is eternal.
Against His power, who can stand?

Oh yes, I will continue steadfast inprayer,
Being watchful in it
With thanksgiving.

For in the kingdom of my Father,
Words are not cheap.
They are power.
They are life.
They create.
They move mountains.

He is my Deliverer.
My Restorer.
My Hiding Place.
My present help in times of trouble.

I will offer up sacrifices of praise—
The fruit of lips
That acknowledge His name.

He loved me first.
He called me out of darkness
Into His marvelous light.

The One who speaks and the earth trembles—
He is my Father.
The One who parted the Red Sea—
He is my Savior.

Do you see His works in my life?
Come and witness His marvelous deeds.

Why should I be silent?
Why shouldn't I shout for joy?

Oh, I thank my God
For all He has done,
For all He will do,
Even for the things I do not yet see.

I give thanks for what seems not to begoing right.
I rejoice with joy unspeakable
Because I serve a God who is alive and active.

He is not done with me yet.This is just the beginning.

Let me remind you of the God I serve:
The Ancient of Days.

His head and hair, white like wool,
White as snow.
His eyes, like flames of fire.
His feet, like polished brass.
His voice, like the sound of many waters.

He does not fail.
He cannot fail.

He has a track record
Of keeping His Word.

In the place of doubt,In the place of fear,In the place of unbelief

I will praise Him.I will give thanks to His holy name.I will sing for joy.

Oh yes,My words will never be enough to say thank You.My words will never be enough to describe You.

My God is faithful.My God is predictable.My God is merciful.My God is trustworthy.My God is Love.

And if you're listeningKnow this:The God I speak ofHe’s calling you too.He sees you.He loves you.
He’s waiting.

So I will not be silent.I will not be ashamed.

I will praise.I will proclaim.
I will shout:

Thank You, Daddy.Thank You, my Lord.Thank You, my Savior.

Forever and everAmen.