Wounded Worshipper

I'm worn out and tired physically, but I'm gonna worship Him. I'm in emotional pain, but I'm gonna magnify His name anyhow.... I've been through hell and high water, but I'll continue to give Him glory.... I'm a wounded worshipper, I won't stop praising His holy name, I won't give up, For I know He will me higher, I know I can count on Jesus, to protect me from the enemy's fire. Through it all, I never once gave up on my Father, not once.... no, not once. I've always known I could look to the hills, from whence cometh my help, I've always known my help comes from the Lord.... So I won't quit worshipping Him. It's easy to praise Him, when things are going good in your life, but what about when things are upside down, and you can do nothing but frown? What about when you've inflicted self-harm, when you look to alcohol as a refuge? What about when your car won't start? When your children are harder to deal with? Can you still praise Him in the midst of that? Can you still praise Him when your money looks funny, and your change looks strange? Or when you want to have a more sound mind, and no longer want to be deranged? Can you still praise Him when you have no house? No job? No friends? Can you still praise Him? Praise Him when you're happy, when you're sad, when you're mad, praise Him when you feel lost, and when you've found yourself in a mess, walking around depressed, feeling like you can't go on, praise His name.... Praise him when you're broken and destroyed.... The words of a wounded worshipper.