All my words fall short I got nothing new How could I express All my gratitude? I could sing these songs As I often do But every song must end And You never do So I throw up my hands And praise You again and again 'Cause all that I have is a Hallelujah, hallelujah And I know it's not much But I've nothing else fit for a King Except for a heart singing Hallelujah, hallelujah I've got one response I've got just one move With my arm stretched wide I will worship You So I throw up my hands And praise You again and again 'Cause all that I have is a Hallelujah, hallelujah And I know it's not much But I've nothing else fit for a King Except for a heart singing Hallelujah, hallelujah Come on, my soul Don't you get shy on me Lift up your song Cuz you've got a lion inside of those lungs Get up and praise the Lord by Benjamin William Hastings Michael Brandon Lake Dante Bowe © Bethel Music Publishing Shout Mp Brio Shout! Music Publishing Australia Bethel Worship Publishing Maverick City Publishing Maverick City Publishing Worldwide Brandon Lake Music