Making a Mark for His Glory
Making a Mark for His Glory
I love it when you worship me and give me the highest praise. I adore you when you worship me when you aren’t having the brightest of days.
I love it when you call my Jesus; so bold, so loud and so clear. And you aren’t so proud to shout it so that the whole world can hear.
I love it when praises come up from my children who are down below. All the angels in heaven are happy and my face is on aglow.
What I do in return for those who take the time to worship and praise, is pour down blessings abundantly, so that they will have the brightest of days.