Bleeding in the darkness, the cell was cold and black.
Driven to unconsciousness by the stripes on His back,
Heard a voice call out His name ... His mind began to clear.
In the darkness Paul replied,
    "Silas, I'm here"
"Oh my brother, Silas," Paul uttered with a groan,
"Today when they were beating us, I though we were going home.
And when I opened up my eyes, I was gonna look at Jesus face.
But here we are together, in this dreadful place."

Refrain
But I will praise the Lord, I will praise the Lord.
No matter what tomorrow brings, what it has in store,
I will praise the Lord.
    Let's praise the Lord.

I will praise the Lord, I will praise the Lord.
No matter what tomorrow brings, what it has in store,
I will praise the Lord.

This may be a prison and these may be chains,
But still I am free, free to praise HIs name.
Amid tribulation, my heart still sings,
That He is my Messiah.  Yes, He is my King of kings.
Pris'ners started waking up; singing filled their ears.
Some men started swearing, others were in tears.
But suddently, it happened.  There was no mistake:
As Paul and Silas praised the Lord the walls began to shake!

Refrain
I will praise the Lord, I will praise the Lord.
No matter what tomorrow brings, what it has in store,
I will praise the Lord.

I will praise the Lord, I will praise the Lord.
No matter what tomorrow brings, what it has in store,
I will praise the Lord.
PRAISE THE LORD!