Lyrics
For He’s my rooftop in the rage of the storm
He’s my protector, there will never be no harm
He is the bread that sits on my table
My God can do it, He’s truly able
I’m gonna serve Him, I’m gonna serve Him
I’m gonna serve Him, I’m gonna serve Him
Try my Jesus, try Him out
He’s worthy to be served
He’s my mountain top when I was down in the valley
He’s my road to Damascus when I lived in an alley
He’s the good, good Shepherd that watches over me
He’s my hope, He’s my joy, He’s my victory
He’s my mountain when I was down in the valley
He’s my road to Damascus when I lived in an alley
He’s the good, good Shepherd that watches over me
He’s my hope, He’s my joy, He’s my victory
It pays, it pays to serve Him, it pays to serve Him
It pays, it pays to serve Him, it pays to serve Him
It pays, it pays to serve Him, it pays to serve Him
It pays, it pays to serve Him, it pays to serve Him
(to serve Him, to serve Him)