Tailor Made Praise

I've Got a Praise on my lips, that i can't seem to resist
It's a praise that resounds all around.
I've got a praise, that is personal, personal to me
God gets a praise, that is tailor made from me.
He gets a praise, that is tailor made from me.

I've Got a Praise on my lips, that i can't seem to resist
It's a praise that resounds all around.
I've got a praise, and its personal, personal to me
God gets a praise, that is tailor made from me.
He gets a praise, that is tailor made from me.

Nobody but you deserves my praise.
All that's within me, everyday!
Hallelujah, is the highest praise!
But yet and still
But yet and still
God gets a praise, that is tailor made from me.
He gets a praisethat is tailor made from me.

Nobody but you deserves my praise.
All that's within me, everyday!
Hallelujah, is the highest praise!
But yet and still
But yet and still
God gets a praise, and its tailor made from me.
He gets a praise that is tailor made from me.

I've got a tailor made praise.
I've got a tailor made praise!
I've got a tailor made praise
that is custom fit for him,
So let the praises begin!

I've got a tailor made praise.
I've got a tailor made praise!
I've got a tailor made praise
that is custom-fit for him
So let the praises begin!

I've got a tailor made praise.
I've got a tailor made praise!
I've got a tailor made praise
that is custom fit for him,
So let the praises begin!

I've got
I've got
I've got
that is custom fit for him,
So let the praises begin
I'VE GOT A TAILOR MADE PRAISE!

I've got
I've got
I've got
that is custom fit for him,
So let the praises begin
I'VE GOT A TAILOR MADE PRAISE!

I've got
I've got
I've got
that is custom fit for him,
So let the praises begin
I'VE GOT A TAILOR MADE PRAISE!

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