The Spirit of God Our Praises We'll Cling

Beneath the stars of a quiet midnight,
We gather 'round with hope in sight.
Guitar strums echo through the pine,
Heavenly voices in harmony align.
[Verse 2]
In the fields where our hearts do roam,
We feel the Spirit calling us home.
Paion drums keep our time so true,
Singing praises in all we do.
[Chorus]
We’ll sing and we’ll shout, let the heavens ring,
Hosanna in the highest, our voices bring.
Glory to them, the angels sing,
Henceforth and forever, our praises we’ll cling.
[Verse 3]
With a fire's glow, faces shine bright,
Telling tales of grace and light.
Every chord and every beat,
Binds our souls in faith's sweet heat.
[Verse 4]
Through the valleys and the hills we tread,
Guided gently by what the Lord has said.
Guitar in hand and drums at our side,
We march with love, our true guide.
[Chorus]
We’ll sing and we’ll shout, let the heavens ring,
Hosanna in the highest, our voices bring.
Glory to them, the angels sing,
Henceforth and forever, our praises we’ll cling.
Country Music Style Christain Hymn Created for religiouse people, Which would pefer their children to sing.