The gold of the sunrise is chasing the dark 
 Gift of new mercies awakens my heart 
 The bird of the morning is singing her song 
 Oh, thank God for this country psalm 
 Little feet patter the hardwoods like drums 
 My boys making noise at the top of their lungs 
 Beautiful chaos shatters the calm 
 But oh, thank God for this country psalm 
    Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 I've got breath in this body and hope in these scars 
 If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars 
 I'll praise you forevermore, even if I never get one more 
 Praise the lord   
 Good food our on table, good wine in our glass 
 Swing tires and bonfires and babies on laps 
 Grandparents dance when the fireflies turn on 
 Oh, thank God for this country psalm   
 Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 I've got breath in this body and hope in these scars 
 If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars 
 I'll praise you forevermore, even if I never get one more 
 Praise the lord   
 Between the letting go and desperately holding on 
 Help me remember that you're where my heart belongs 
 A moment of clarity, creation's symphony 
 What can I do but respond?   
 Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 Praise the lord 
 Praise the lord 
 I've got so much to be grateful for 
 I've got breath in this body and hope in my scars 
 If I counted my blessings, they'd rival the stars 
 And I'll praise you forevermore, even if I never get one more 
 Praise the lord   
 The Moon's on the rise and the river, she runs 
 All I can say is: Lord, thy will be done 
 I pull her in close as we pray for the dawn 
 God bless this mess and this country psalm