All to You, God

If I had no hands, and I had no feet.
If I had no eyes, and couldn't see.
What would my praise be then?
Let my praise be to You oh God!
If I had no lungs, and could not breathe.
Even in the times my mind plays tricks on me,
It does not matter, because I would praise You God!
My praise is not in my voice.
It isn't in my arms, or in my feet.
My praise is found in my heart that continues to beat,
for You God!
My praise does not belong to the people I meet.
It simply belongs to You God.

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