If you let your worries fly
Are you scared of what they’d think?
Praise the Lord in a quiet room
Praise the Lord where no one resides
Praise the Lord out on the streets
Praise the Lord from mountains high and valleys low
When you worship, give Him your all
Lay your worries at the cross
If you hide yourself deep inside
In time the burden will be too heavy
Too long have I tried to keep my cracks and bruises from you
Oh my Lord you see all
You see all
externally or internally
It’s a lie to run away