Lord, I praise you with all of my soul.
I will joyously sing of your glory.
I was once broken, cold, and dreary;
a true slime mold.
My life was without definition
and full of transgression.
But Lord, you whispered to my heart
and told me that I was fine art.
Suddenly, I woke up to a new life.
It was a life of beauty,
a life of light.
Now I live with true freedom,
a freedom that reigns from your authority.
For you are sovereign and my first priority.
No longer am I a slave to an apathetic majority.
You've turned me into a new creation.
Now I'm a citizen of your holy nation.
I'm a child of a King,
the only King above all kings.
Lord, I praise you with all my soul.
I will jouyously sing of your glory.
- Denise Brito