When the morning falls on the farthest hill,
I will sing His name, I will praise Him still.
When dark trials come and my heart is filled,
With the weight of doubt I will praise him still.
For the Lord our God is strong to save,
From the arms of death, from the deepest grave.
And He gave us life in His perfect will,
And by His good grace, I will praise Him still.
‘I Will Praise Him, Still’ sung by Fernando Ortega