Chris Tomlin - How can i keep from singing

There is an ^Gendless song, echoes ^Din my soul, I ^Emhear the music ^Cring And though the s^Gtorms may come, I am ^Dholding on ^EmTo ^Dthe ^Grock ^EmI ^Ccling

^GHow can I keep from singing ^DYour praise How can I ^Cever say e^G/Bnough, how a^Cmazing is Your ^Dlove ^GHow can I keep from shouting Your ^DName I know I am ^Cloved by the ^GKing, and it ^Cmakes my ^Dheart want to ^Gsing

^GI will lift my eyes in the ^Ddarkest night, for I ^Emknow my Saviour ^Clives And I will ^Gwalk with You, knowing You’ll ^Dsee me through And ^Emsing ^Dthe ^Gsongs ^EmYou ^Cgive

^GHow can I keep from singing ^DYour praise How can I ^Cever say e^G/Bnough, how a^Cmazing is Your ^Dlove ^GHow can I keep from shouting Your ^DName I know I am ^Cloved by the ^GKing, and it ^Cmakes my ^Dheart want to ^Gsing

I can ^Amsing in the ^G/Btroubled times, ^Csing when I ^Dwin I can ^Amsing when I ^G/Blose my step and^C fall down a^Dgain I can^Am sing ‘cause You ^G/Bpick me up, ^Csing ‘cause You’re ^Dthere I can^Am sing ‘cause You ^G/Bhear me, Lord, when I^C call to You in pr^Dayer I can s^Aming with my ^G/Blast breath,^C sing for I ^Dknow That I’ll ^Amsing with the ^G/Bangels and the ^Csaints around the ^Dthrone

^GHow can I keep from singing ^DYour praise How can I ^Cever say e^G/Bnough, how a^Cmazing is Your ^Dlove ^GHow can I keep from shouting Your ^DName I know I am ^Cloved by the ^GKing, and it ^Cmakes my ^Dheart want to ^Gsing