Your song has filled the heart of the morning It reaches for my own Your chest has held each heartache and victory I've felt inside my bones I will lift my hands to worship You In the garden, in the lion's den I will lift my hands to worship You In the bleeding, in the healing Your ear has heard my cry in the darkness You silence fear and shame Your arms have nursed me courage to sing A shout of freedom reigns Wherever I go Wherever I go Your goodness goes before I will shout your praise