Bleeding in the darkness, the cell was cold and black
Driven to unconsciousness by the stripes upon His back
He heard a voice call out his name, His mind began to clear
And in the darkness he replied, 'Silas, I am here'

'You know my brother Silas', Paul uttered with a groan
Today I thought for sure we were going home
And when I opened up my eyes, I'd look upon His face
But here we are together in this dreadful place

But I will praise the Lord
I will praise the Lord
No matter what tomorrow brings
Or what it has in store
I know, I will praise the Lord

This may be a prison, these may be chains
Still I am free, free to praise His name
In tribulation, my heart still sings
He is Messiah, He is the King of Kings

Prisoners started waking up, singing filled their ears
Some men started swearing, others were in tears
Then suddenly it happened, there was no mistake
As Paul and Silas praised the Lord, the walls began to shake

But I will praise the Lord
I will praise the Lord
No matter what tomorrow brings
Or what it has in store
I know, I will praise the Lord