When I Hear The Praises Start

My son, my son, why are you striving?

You can’t add one thing to what’s been done for you. I did it all while I was dying. Rest in your faith, my peace will come to you.

For when I hear the praises start

I want to rain upon you.

Blessings that will fill your heart;

I see no stain upon you,

because you are my child and you know me.

To me you’re only holy.

Nothing that you’ve done remains,

only what you do for me.

Green, Keith. “When I Hear the Praises Start.” For Him Who Has Ears to Hear. Sparrow Records, 1977.